Stereotypical Racist
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  • LECTURAS 17
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  • Hora 7m
Continúa, Has publicado feb 09, 2020
Nathan Remont was known to be the most racial person in the United Nations International School, or more commonly known as UNIS.

Now entering his 2nd year in UNIS as an 8th Grader, he looks back to his past year and starts to remember the mistakes he had made. Calling his classmates undeserved names and assuming their cultures. He was forgiven, though he tries to make it better. 

New faces surprise him, so it's his chance to make a better impression, but he still can't help but feel guilty.

 It's up to him if he wants to make the same mistake again or establish a new him.
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