Equality facts

When I was little I hate being black. I was 5 years old when I told my aunt I wanted to be white with pretty blonde hair and blue eyes. She told me to be proud of the color of my skin. Back then I knew nothing of racism and even after learning about black history in middle school I still had not even experienced it. I honestly thought at that point in, 7th grade that it was something that was history. It wasn't until I experienced it myself that I realized that it was possible for someone not to like me because of the color of my skin and not the person that I am. It hurts. But what hurts more is that everyday someone is talking about it. It hurts that there are articles out there saying that the black woman is the most unattractive, that the black race is the most uneducated, that we are the loudest, laziest, most violent, carry the most diseases, kill the most people. And I can't help but to want to be displaced from that. But I can't. There are people who don't understand what it feels like to be the most hated. People love to say stop complaining about slavery but there are real problems with our race that cannot be fixed and no one cares to see how or why these problems occur.

It just makes me feel like how I did when I was five. I just want to be different sometimes. Not have to worry about the things I have to worry about being black on a regular basis.