When We Collide √

chapter 3

So what I was black ......my mum always told me that my colour or race didn't actually matter .....just so you know my mum was a full African from South Africa and my dad was full Canadian ...I don't really know how I ended up in America but I just ended up here somehow .
I was in some clearing alone....with no one in view I felt as though I had been running a million miles when I was just some kilometres away from school....from all the drama and all the negative shit. I remembered my mum's words and not so long afterwards tiny rivulets made there way against my cheeks

"Yes ...you're different but doesn't mean that you're a lesser human ," she always said

Society will always hurt and I had already been hurt for far too long
I furiously wiped my tears in an attempt to strike some strength into me I then sat on a boulder that simply stood out against the others .......like me ....my mum always told me I was like the moon ....It stood out amongst millions of stars and I like how she always comforted me whenever I came home crying my eyes out because some kid at school had called me black or negro or any other humiliating words.....

My childhood wasn't a kind one I went through a lot of shit if you ask me ....a lot of shit that white kids couldn't handle .....I was bullied because of my color and when I told my mum and she made an appearance in school to address the issue , it became worse and they started targeting words at my mum and me and I couldn't take it .....I brutally injured the principal's kid cause she called me a black eyed peas....like the band .....but he was using it to insinuate another thing .....this was in the fifth grade and I instantly got kicked out rather expelled out of the school they didn't even bother to listen to my point of the view because the other victim was the son of the fucking principle

"Well it's okay ....you know what ....you'll always be okay .....promise "

I was talking to myself again .I always do that my psychiatrist told me it sometimes helps ....I think
The sun finally set beneath the horizon and the sky became azure I lay on the grass I didn't want to go home I simply stared at the sky and I immediately spotted one star

" That's me ," I said to myself

It was already dark and the walk home wasn't long I just had to return back to school and then find my way back home
I stood up took my bag pack and Began my trek back to school I knew my way .....I walked through the sharp blades of long grass and felt their ironically gentle touch on my skin
Once I reached school almost everyone was gone ....apart from a few soccer players and some other guys I simply had to avoid arousing any attention and I would be good to go
I went straight to the back gate of the fence that surrounded the soccer pitch and gently pushed

Damn

Crap....great.... just great

It was locked I had to use the front gate .I dreaded this idea but I had to there was no other option damn it shit .....karma's such a bitchy bitch .

I slowly walked to the front gate ....it seems as though the soccer team was having some celebration party of some sort I avoided any contact and simply walked past them as fast as I could .........

"Hey......want a drink? "

I ignored and kept on walking they were drinking alcohol and they had removed their shirts well at least some of them . I heard some squeaky voices and risked my life by turning behind to see which soccer player had such a voice then I saw some cheerleaders and the one I had pushed off earlier while she was experiencing probably the heaviest and best make out session of her entire life was straddling Amell's lap holding a red bottle that I assume had alcohol she looked like she was suffocating the life out of his manhood

"The black bitch couldn't handle watching a fucking make out how could she possibly handle one fucking sip "

There was a roar of laughter as everyone laughed I held my breath and continued walking I was feeling the tears but I brushed them off right now what mattered was getting home.

"Hey negro ....can't handle one drink ....or even a sip ," I heard the cheerleader say again

Fuck she's a fucking devil I think her name was Gael a fucking stupid name ...I'm not usually judgmental but she looked like a slut

"She's as fragile and afraid just like her negro mum or dad whoever is black"

That does it if I wasn't going to shove a damn stick up her fucking ass then someone had better do that
I stopped in my tracks

"What did you say...."