Races Reversed
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Last published Sun, Aug 24, 2014
[ THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. ANYTHING MENTIONED IN THIS BOOK IS A FIGMENT OF MY IMAGINATION. THANK YOU FOR READING ]
Why do people look at her differently? Is it the way she dresses, her hair, her face? Does she do stuff differently than the people around her? Or is she just being unique?
No it's not that.
Cassidy is 14 and she has no home to go to. Nobody wants her and she doesn't want to stay somewhere she doesn't belong. Her parents have left her in BRUSA, a new world America whilst they live in England, leaving her to fend for herself. She is different to all the people around her. Could it be because she has no family members? No.
It's not that either.
BRUSA is not what it stood for any more, Cassidy realises. Its morals have changed over time. It now has been changed from the USA to BRUSA. She did not understand what it meant until she saw it on one of the shop adverts. BRUSA, Black Run Uncovered States in America. It was no more United. It was run by the black popuation. The person who found America was black. Chimamanda Addai-Boateng, a ghanian woman sailor. Their government were mainly women. Men were considered very low on the scale. Black women, black men, white boys, white girls.
That was why she was different.
For she knew why she didn't belong. Why she was treated differently than the girls in her class. She knew why people looked at her weirdly when she walked along the street. Why people were served before her in the shops. Why she was treated like a disease. Why she never knew the reason the teachers always picked on her.
For now she knew.
For she was white.
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