One Black Girl *on hold*

One Black Girl *on hold*

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I'm black and i am moving far away from my country to start a new life. Yes from the beginning, when nobody knows me and i don't know anybody. I am a very social person so i never thought i would have issues in making friends. that was long before now because i just realized i am different from everyone else. Back in my hometown, I was the 'It girl'. . It was probably because i was the only half cast in my entire village. While everyone had brown eyes, i had warm hazel eyes. while everyone had short Afro hair, i had beautiful long frizzy hair. every other person was dark skinned but i seemed to be a mixture of both. i was different but that was different good. Now I'm in an entirely different country not anything close to the one I lived in previously perhaps fate will be in my favour perhaps it wont
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I'm just lying here in stillness and darkness wondering why. Why did this have to happen to my mom? We have nothing we can't even afford a house. Here I am a 14 year old boy that lives in a shelter home. Mom says one day we'll get out. But I've lost all hope. And I know my mom has no hope either. If she did I wouldn't have to hear her cry herself to sleep at night. I hate seeing her in so much pain. I wish, I could get a job. Maybe since I'm younger and a boy they'll hire me. Who am I kidding? My mom's in her 30's she's not old either. Sometimes the idiots that run this place kick my mom out for the night because she's making too much noise after hours. My mom was crying; is that too hard to understand? I hate this place. Well, tomorrow's our first day apart since summer started. They're forcing me to go to high school. I'm okay with school but I don't want to leave my mom alone in this world. Well, I guess there's a better chance of me getting a job if I'm in high school. You know there's one thing I remember my mom telling me when I was young. "Never frown; you never know who's falling in love with your smile." Words to live by. Let's hope they help me tomorrow.

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