Anti-racism Stories

Being Indian American feels like living in a pressure cooker wrapped in a smile. You're told to be perfect, productive, palatable - never loud, never intimidating. But travel to India, and you'll meet folks who are bold, stylish, confident, and unapologetically gangsta. DEAR DIASPORA, YOU'RE NOT THE MAIN CHARACTER is a sharp, personal callout - not to India, but to the suffocating performance of "representation," perfectionism and intraracial competition that dominates Desi life in the West. This isn't a sob story - it's a truth bomb. A cultural essay that demands real freedom, not filtered branding. If you're ready to sip some realness, break free from the cage of expectations, and find your max pro aura - this is for you. 🍋 Bold. Tart. Sweet. Unfiltered. 🍋 Just like a glass of limeade on a hot day.

40-50% of humanity was wiped out by a man leader named Zenaku Zaldoma after the Rumbling War between 3 nations called the Kismada, the Marian, and The Kurai. Lord Zenaku was begged to lead the Kurai Nation after the war and thats when everything went down hill and became so called hell. Leo who's dream was to have freedom for all 3 nations and to avenge parents along with his clan along, and to awaken his ability power. Until he made the wrong decision to come in contact with zenaku which also involved his befriend he didn't mean for to happen long with other 2 people from the 2 nations and all for right now there mission is to escape from zenaku's darkness. there will be a twist to Leo's clan history and will he waken his full power? will he still have that dream of freedom for the 3 nations? ,will he succeed on his revenge? Read to find out. NOTE: image for the over is MY ART art insta account:@/ toraxn.in !WARNING!: this will be my first time writing a full story so bear with me, and judge me all you want, and will be nice if you supported this story :) hope you enjoy !

A poem related with the events of these days...

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This is just a place for some of the random poetry I make. Updating randomly.

It's Christmas 2022!!! When Mario accidentally blows up the Turkey... he must find another one before Christmas Day.

A bunch of fictional stories based on true life events. A warning before you continue and start reading. This book is more towards the darker sides and not all of the stories have a happy ending so before you proceed, you have been warned

Mia was not the typical girl. But we're not talking like in the cliché books, or are we? This is not the typical book, this is not the typical story. Here there is no such thing as "The perfect and bad guy" or "The typical bitch of the school". Do you want to know why? Because that is judging them for being who they are, and if you don't like that when people do it to you, then don't even think about it and mind your own business... Well, as I was saying. Her life was a mess, she didn't even know who she was or what her purpose in life was. But she will find out, because even the most confusing thing in this world, makes sense.

Read it it's honest and true

Do you feel the weight of inbetwenness : Being torn between several cultures , ideals, dreams ?

"You're pretty for a black girl." if you get offended by any of the stuff I say in this book, keep it to yourself, I don't like drama. My goal is for you to feel you can relate to what I write.

These are a collection of my innermost thoughts and feeling, late-night musings, random inspirations that strike, the fuckeries of life and just some things I need to express and get into words. So... WELCOME, to my mind and to the 'The Shades of Reality' a bunch of poems I've written ranging from deep and meaningful, relatable, to lighthearted and random. Hope you like it!

A wave of turmoil washes over a dystopian world torn apart by racism and belief systems. (I don't know why I wrote this)

After Emily is swept away in the ocean currents during a freak storm, or more like pushed overboard, everyone is rescued. Except for her. She spends her life of two years in the wild alone, starting in the water, with zero experience. She has only four major resources. A life raft. A small pocket knife. A box of raisins. And the will to survive. This city dweller battles sharks with hairspray made air guns, jellyfish stings, and how to get fresh water. Remember the raisins? She knows how to make sushi and sun bake fish. DIY is her friend. Scavenging is her main priority. And after singing alone to pass the time for four months, the ocean's whirlpool sucks her down into a shallow rock formation and she has a one way ticket into the dark, water rapid ride of nightmares. She wakes up in the next step in her unwanted survival adventure. An underwater cave at who knows where.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞! ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ 𝘊𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳? 𝘐𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘫𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺? 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯!

During the final days at Meadows Berg Academy the seniors participate in a graduation night game to be deemed a school legend and win a cash prize. Four girls there by chance team up for the whole night to compete and work with their own inner turmoils, learning what they want for themselves and forming a bond. Grad night was a fun night that they would never forget. This is a story where the characters deal with issues of class, race, bullying, and personal relationships. 36, 989 words

Is the world wrong, or is it me?

This story is about Maha a dusk girl, trying to excel herself in spite of racism

A collection of poems about a variety of subjects. From racism to war, this collection is one that you will truely regret not reading.