Is My "BLACK" Beautiful?
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  • Reads 44,634
  • Votes 1,736
  • Parts 53
  • Time 11h 13m
Ongoing, First published Oct 01, 2013
Mature
A young Harlem Fisher lives in the city of Harlem. How cute huh? Well apparently that's the only thing cute about her. All her life Harlem hasn't really cared for others opinion of her yet they give it anyways. "Your to dark to be pretty!" , "You alright I mean for a dark girl that is." , "I date red bones." "Blacks girls are NOT Beautiful!" These are the kind of things she hears on a day to day basis. Growing up without a father to tell her she's pretty never bothered her but it sure would've helped. Will Harlem ever get her question answered? "Is her BLACK Beautiful?" Or is it one more thing she has to worry about?
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caution: just letting you know, I wrote this years ago, so some things may not add up. I won't change them because most of you understand what I'm trying to say. please ignore any spelling/grammatical errors. enjoy reading! 'listen here red, we're gonna send each other a selfie a day, with a caption.' 'i don't know you.' 'yeah, i don't know you either, but that's how we'll get to know each other.' 'why me?' 'you seem interesting.' 'promise you're not weird?' 'promise. i'm the guy with the black hair and squishy face.' 'alright, i'll do it.' 'great. selfies start tomorrow. rules are: we can't know each others names or where each other live. can't wait to get started. (;'