Race // h.s [short story]

one. - her thinking

I was walking around my room, trying to think of an idea how to go to the mall without seeing him.

My feet hurt from all running I had to do yesterday, he came after me, I know he hates me and I hate him too but, why ? why can't I have a normal life, why does he treat me like that, in my entire life everyone would say "treat everyone like equals" what was his problem ?

Why can't he just accept me as I am ? Why can't he just accept my skin colour ? No one his perfect not even him. he is not perfect at all, not physically speaking, his outside can be beautiful but his inside is dangerously ugly, in the end he is like looking in a mirror, if you look from afar it's all beauty and once you look closely you can see all the imperfections, that's who he is, and a thing I am sure of, he will never change.

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Hope you guys liked, what about a his thinking in the next chapter ??

Let me know what would you like.

Lu x