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Racism: <noun> prejudice, discrimination, or antagonism directed against someone of a different race based on the belief that one's own race is superior.
I live in a world where people die everyday. Lose their homes, relatives, lives... According to their race. Discrimination, yes that's what it is.

Racial discrimination, racial prejudice. Everyday, I'll see one of my relatives get killed right infront of me. Because he/she will try to achieve equality. For our rights in the community.

Why can't we live all together and forget that it's only the colour of our skin that makes us different. I have only one objective.

Bring justice. But on my long and hurtful journey I met this white guy. Just like all the others. Racist. He tried to kill me.

I can't love him!! He's so bad! And he hates me. I can't.

He called me trash, ugly cause I'm black. But why do I love him?

I'm lost....

*~*~*

They deserve. Yes, those black people, those ugly creatures deserve to suffer. They're not meant to live and get served by others. They should be slaves. Not only black people. Even coloured people deserve to suffer.

They're not smart. All they know is selling liquor and party on the road. They're lazy. They're not hard working people and then they start talking about that "black lives matter movement" how sad. 

They should be slaves. I used to think that or let me say I still think that. But right now I don't. Why? Why am I now questioning myself if it's right? I didn't even give a fuck before. But why now. Ever since I met that black girl at Houston, Texas I'm starting to question myself.

Racism isn't something bad. You can decide which race you prefer. This feeling isn't right. I should end all this. I should kill her.All Rights Reserved

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BROWN SKIN | BOOK 1

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