Different

I was Different.

Different from all of them.

I was different because I had a darker skin than most of the people at my school. I was different because I was considered as a burden , a mean person and a lot of other things.

I was just different.

But am I at the fault of having a dark skin color? Did I choose this color myself? If not , then why do people think that dark colored people are not people , but instead are cruel monsters? Why do people think black people are mean , rude , thugs , criminals and whatnot.

Do you know why?

Read to find out why.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.