Blacklivesmatter Stories

Jayla's twin brother Jahki is her second half they have a bond tighter than glue, soon Jayla's world goes into turmoil when she witnesses Jahki get murdered in cold blood by two police officers. Through all of the pain that Jayla and her family and good friend Kareem have to face they do everything possible to make sure Justice is served for Jahki. © 2019 MIRGOTDAJUICE

"The lines we draw to protect ourselves often become the walls that imprison us." [OUR WORLD] 🌸A Nigerian Teen Fiction🌸 16+ [BOOK THREE OF YUNG LIES SERIES] In our world, we're quick to judge people, not knowing what they've been through or who they really are. And often, the ones who judge the loudest are fighting their own battles in silence. Kester's cold and unapproachable demeanor mask a deep-seated pain, while Yasmine's polished facade conceals a suffocating relationship with Zayn Lawal, the school's golden boy and teen star. As Kester's tutor, Yasmine is tasked with helping him salvage his grades by the end of the academic session, but beneath Kester's tough exterior and academic struggles, Yasmine discovers a complex and broken soul that challenges her perceptions. She realizes she doesn't want to let Kester go, not because he's perfect, but because he's imperfectly real. She becomes torn between her loyalty to Zayn and her growing connection to her troubled student. However, when Zayn discovers that Yasmine is tutoring his arch-nemesis, Kester Martinez "the multiracial goat", he's furious. Their relationship becomes increasingly strained, and Yasmine finally finds the courage to leave him. But Zayn's not willing to let go, and this becomes a problem. This is a tale of self-discovery, relationships, and growth, set against the backdrop of Nigerian high school life. Explore the complexities of teenage life, where appearances often hide deeper truths. ONLY AVAILABLE ON MY WATTPAD ACCOUNT. IF FOUND ELSEWHERE IT MEANS IT HAS BEEN PLAGIARIZED, SO PLEASE DO INFORM ME IMMEDIATELY. Started - 3rd February, 2025. Ended - Status - Ongoing

This is a 2016 Re-Upload. This was written ten years ago. Uploaded for nostalgia. Rayna tries to keep her mood on chill 24/7 but with skin deemed blue-black and with friends that are always surrounded by guys it's hard to do. At her school her complexion is deemed unfit to hang out with her closest friends. She gets her hands on bleaching cream and thinks all of her problems can go away. Until she meets Jamal who seem to add to her life's drama. Jamal had one thing in mind and that's graduating and moving as far away from Long Beach as possible but somehow despite his attempts Rayna is the only thing keeping him there.

A compilation of poems reflecting on the moments that set my soul ablaze, the moments that dimmed it and the ones I look forward to. Enjoy.

A group of young people find themselves sharing a house for two years. People that never thought would have to mix with are put in a tight spot when they apply for the open house vacancies. There will be some laughing, some crying, some fights and most of all a whole bunch of drunken parties and hooking up. But most importantly in these two years of their lives they'll not only help each other along the way but they'll find themselves. A few girls always equals drama, add a couple of testosterone filled ego maniacs to the mix and that spells a recipe for disaster. *** Family is where the heart is. - Unknown

This is my coping mechanism. I love poetry and feel like it's the only anchor for me some days. I thank those who have me strength to share. I write about Trauma and dark moments of my life so if those aren't for you neither is this.

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justice for George floyd

Author: R.S.D A series of stories based on random topics written by me. Since I tend to imply a hidden message in most of my creations, feel free to ask if you have any troubles understanding. Thanks for stopping by.

This is a story about how Naruto Uzumaki bacame Hokage, and how Astora Bushida became the god of shinobi. Come join this team of problem children on there journey.

A collection of poems that goes behind a story of black individuals that were murdered.

This is a fanfiction regarding the famous group called: anonymous. They have recently resurfaced and got mad homegirls like how could you not think they're hot? Also starring the dude with the dreads teehee, you know who he is. "We do not forgive. We do not forget. Expect us." like ahhh 🙈🙈🙈 Anyways enjoy, pretty slow and also lgbt+ 6/5/20

"LOVE" To be deeply committed and connected to someone. To show your lovingly passion towards the person you share everything with. - "Why won't you just let me love you, huh?" "Cause you've never been in love before!" "Then fucking show me what love is!" - Celebrities have to hide there secret hook ups, but lately one feels something for another. Guess you'll have to find out and see how the two cope with each other. - [CURRENTLY WRITING] Started: July 19, 2020 Finished: well not finished yet.

Racism: <noun> prejudice, discrimination, or antagonism directed against someone of a different race based on the belief that one's own race is superior. I live in a world where people die everyday. Lose their homes, relatives, lives... According to their race. Discrimination, yes that's what it is. Racial discrimination, racial prejudice. Everyday, I'll see one of my relatives get killed right infront of me. Because he/she will try to achieve equality. For our rights in the community. Why can't we live all together and forget that it's only the colour of our skin that makes us different. I have only one objective. Bring justice. But on my long and hurtful journey I met this white guy. Just like all the others. Racist. He tried to kill me. I can't love him!! He's so bad! And he hates me. I can't. He called me trash, ugly cause I'm black. But why do I love him? I'm lost.... *~*~* They deserve. Yes, those black people, those ugly creatures deserve to suffer. They're not meant to live and get served by others. They should be slaves. Not only black people. Even coloured people deserve to suffer. They're not smart. All they know is selling liquor and party on the road. They're lazy. They're not hard working people and then they start talking about that "black lives matter movement" how sad. They should be slaves. I used to think that or let me say I still think that. But right now I don't. Why? Why am I now questioning myself if it's right? I didn't even give a fuck before. But why now. Ever since I met that black girl at Houston, Texas I'm starting to question myself. Racism isn't something bad. You can decide which race you prefer. This feeling isn't right. I should end all this. I should kill her.

𝗧𝗘𝗟𝗟 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗦 𝗧𝗢 𝗣𝗨𝗟𝗟 𝗨𝗣

This is the holy bible of Chihiroism, we worship our lord and saviour, Chihiro Fujisaki. We will follow Chihiro's guide and strive to become better! We will be the manliest of people! Even if you do not identifying a boy, you can still be manly! Being a man does not make you manly, being respectful does! Therefore, anyone who is respectful is on the right track!

They call her Trouble. Locked behind prison walls, A'Leiaa Onyxx Creed rules a place that was built to break people like her-but she never learned how to break. In here, she's feared. Outside, she was something else entirely. But every name has a beginning... and every empire has a fall. Before the bars. Before the silence. Before she became Trouble. There was a life she doesn't talk about anymore. And someone from that life still lingers in her past... a name she refuses to say out loud, but never forgets. And a story that made sure she never looked at love the same again.

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There will be poems of all kinds, including sad ones. You will see true feelings so if your someone who gets offended easily then pls dont read this. There will also be poems about God and Christianity. Pls remeber to comment and vote for this story. I will also add photos at the end of each chapter cuz why not. Anyways byeeee.

[Poem] They say black is the absence of colors, but I say black is beautiful even without all the colors. To be born with a race is not what we decide on and it is not something we should worry about. However, in this world we live in, it is worrisome to many - yellow, white, orange and black. Love is all we need for the entire human race. Love is what we should be spreading instead of negativity. Black lives matter, but it is best if all lives matter. -------------------------------------- This is a poem to empower not only the Black Community but also everyone in the world specifically in this virtual world during this pandemic. Let us give love and not hate. Words and terms used are not intended as racism. Date started: September 6, 2020 Date finished: September 6, 2020 Hieghest ranks: #25 on cyberbullying Awards: Best Book Cover in Tila Tula Tala Poetricon - English Category Round 2 Qualifier in Tila Tula Tala Poetricon - English Category