Sticks & Stones
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  • Reads 221
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  • Parts 9
  • Time 2h 3m
Ongoing, First published Jan 15, 2016
Mature
You're weak,
You'll never accomplish anything 
It's too late for you
You're too young 
You won't quite fit in
You probably can't afford that
You look like a criminal 
You're a minority
You're trouble
You don't deserve it

But Why?

You're black


A tale through the perspective of multiple people making it through a middle/upper class society in a minority group. Baggage from their past and battles with their current makes life trickier for these individuals.

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