Blm Stories

Ailia was sent on a mission to kill a man. The mission seems to be a trap, the man she was supposed to kill wasn't the man that had her tied to a chair. This man that had her tied up was named Malik. He is one of the most powerful men in the face of the Mafia. Since Ailia rides solo, she has no choice but to join Malik to assassinate the other boss that came after him. Malik believes in the saying ' Won't start nothing, won't be nothing. ' These two living breathing killing machines must learn to trust each other blindly. They know how to fight blindfolded, so how hard can this be?

❝My soul skates on thin ice, an unraveling thread that twists and ties itself into a knot to stay inside. It bursts at the seams and rocks my barely there dreams, tugs at my passions, those mere strands that fall off each day. My interests have disappeared into its web- that's where they hide- as my soul tries to reconnect with my body, to my mind... but I think it needs help. Who am I? The body, mind, and soul are connected, and it is up to us to determine how to respect them.❞ - Me These writings are my observations and perspectives, some full of laughter and fun, others painful and dark, suffocating, leaving me with nowhere to run. ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ A collection of unedited prose I wrote extemporaneously (ages 19-), as well as quotes. This book contains my: Poems - & Quotes 176-. Third Volume of My Poems & Quotes. Feel free to check out Volumes I and II labelled as ❛Body❜ and ❛Mind❜ on my profile. Please don't forget to vote and comment because I love interacting with you guys and learning more about you all! :D ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿

Jocelyn believes she has the perfect life... That is with her long-term boyfriend, Nathan Knightly. But all that comes to an end on one horrific night when Nathan decides to call quits on their relationship. Feeling too pressurized, Jocelyn immediately rushes out the words that would forever change their relationship. "I'm Pregnant." She lied through her teeth. After all, there's only so much a girl can handle.

I DO NOT give permission to rephrase, alter, train ai with my work, feed my work to Ai, mention my work to Ai in GENERAL, or copy my writing as your own. I DO give permission for AUs based off, inspiration taken from, art of, and translations with credits to me of Deeper We Go, both Deeper We Go Rewritten and Deeper We Go. Cover by evioran on youtube! Credits to my good friend Percy for beta reading and editing!!! Current TWs: Anxiety (not anxiety attacks) Future TWs: Death, dissociating, sh, suicide, derealization, depersonalization, mentions of sex and religion. All triggering chapters will have a ⚠️ emoji on them, along with a summary and warning beforehand!

we brown girls need to stay strong no matter what. we brown girls are amazing, beautiful, independent and we don't need to listen or care to what they say because we brown girls weave our own kind of magic. *** tribute to all the brown girls out there. stay amazing, and shine. part of #thepeopleofsociety cover credit: @ashlynmariexx picture from pinterest.

"You've got to cool down on all this black lives matter stuff baby. You're fighting so hard yet these officers out here are still going to do what they wanna do. I'm not going to lose you at one of these not so peaceful protests. I know you care, but they'll get what comes to them in due time." "Tell me this, Meech, if it were you laying in a casket, six feet under, would you still want me to "cool down" on it? Or would you want me and all the other black lives matter advocates to get you the justice that you so graciously deserve?" He sighed, raking his fingers in his low cut hair in defeat as he plopped down on the edge of my bed. Though he knew I was right, he would never admit it, his ego would never allow him to. I stood between his legs and hugged his head as his cheek pressed against my stomach and his arms wrapped around me. My left cheek rested on the top of his head as his grip on me tightened and I kissed his crown of his head and released my grip on him. I headed to my night stand and grabbed my gallon of milk, took one last look a my discombobulated boyfriend, before blowing him a sweet kiss, and headed to the protest that was taking place near campus. It's not as if Demetrius didn't know what he was getting himself into, after all, we did meet at a black lives matter protest.

Just a fanfic I had in my notes that I wanna share with u guys lol (Denki Kaminari x Fem!Black Reader) (I do NOT own any of the mentioned characters in this book)

This is a book to rant, ask questions, spark CONVERSATION and DEBATE, not arguments

𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙖 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙙

This poem is about the madness that surrounded black, blue, white and red... despite it all, I trust that we can recover and move on united

Capitalism has proven inefficient at meeting the basic needs of humans the world over, even actively spurring on many forms of oppression and exploitation - but what is to be done?

All live matters until black lives matter why? Because there is to much death why? Because we are people why? Because god loves us to. This a piece I wrote which I'm stating my opinions on the black lives matter movement and what I've seen on the social media which I shouldn't be worried about at the age of 15. People die to much and I want to convince people why they should sand by us.

I don't need no description just read it and hear what I have to say.

The Story is about A Girl who lives in Africa(Zimbabwe)and is living in poverty until her parents send her somewhere and the story Continues.....

This short story will take a very short amount of time but it has a big important message in it. It is about social injustice and how I, or any other whites, would have to go through the pain that African-Americans have been going through ever since the age of slavery in America.

Jordan and his friends undergo a life changing event during a party. Jordan wants justice and to fight for what it truly means to be black in America

just read it and see 「ALL RIGHTS RESERVED © 2018 melanindaze 」

Society can be cruel, dangerous, and a lie! why is society can be so negative than positive?! what causes society to be so negative??

A series of poems that speak the minds of black girls everywhere Cover Art: Pinterest