wo – The
I quickly wiped it off. The thoughts of Jana, my one and only friend s
y her, she looked down at her food but s
e gone through more emotiona
ns on bullying. It was a
ng your first love". My mom once read to me an art
d why but for eight years, I tried not to talk about it much – for my mom's sake. But I
arles James, left me too. He was a black like me – we grew up together – sin
. I tried calling at all his birthdays but no one answered. For a lon
g. I've heard of countless kids who committed suicide – though, I doubt
ed suicide realized the hard
– is death in Hell. No matter what I face, I'll just hav
up my mind to fight back. Not even the devil can stop me
my beauty, skin color or popularity at school. These
While clearing up the dishes, I let my mind wander to my new
ve my own gang – a group of other kids – kids who are t
ike, I had done some major orientations on myself. I wa
n't you tell me why you were sad?" she asked. I kne
e who didn't like being too nosy, she believes if you want to talk, you'
I said with my most formal accent. "Oh, sorry. Wrong number" and the line was cut.
call. My phone buzzed again. "Hey, what's this all about?" I mumbled while wiping my hands on
the unknown number again, and I had few f
g down the stairs. She almost fell!!! "Its him" she wh
r. I was almost cutting the line when I heard "Bye, on my way". T
phone and my mom. "Its w
pened
" earlier, no one came to mind. After pondering on it for a
crash down the stairs for but I was wrong. Well i
r a moment, my feelings of uneasiness came, my best friend looked like now a typical black Amer
ly but I felt like a
Charles wasn't looking at me, somehow, it felt like he was avoiding my gaze, the same way
s half-way up the stairs. He didn't come after me – why should he anyway? –
feel like I
I was trying to absorb the shock of their sudden arrival, the complete transformati
be seen as "rude" to not com
I should still change them. On second thoughts, I shouldn't, Cha
room. If he was the last obstacle I had to overcome so my l