I know you were all waiting for the next chapter to The Salem Heretic, and I'm working on it but I needed to get this out.From a very early age I was taught to love myself.
To love my thick sometimes unmanageable hair that will always be my crown.
My brown skin that came from greatness.
and even my unique freckles.
But I was also taught that if one day I'm driving and I get pulled over to keep my hands on the steering wheel or on the dashboard if I'm in the passenger.
Don't make any sudden movements the last thing you want is to make the man and or woman in the bullet proof vest nervous.
Don't get smart.
Don't move or reach for anything unless they ask you to,and to just cooperate.
But even if I do everything I was told there's a chance that I may loose my life that day,and it pisses me off.
What if I'm not the one driving, or in the passenger what if it's my little brother who is autistic or my little sister who has adhd.
It terrifies me.
And to think if I ever have children of my own I'll have to give them the same talk.
You know 'the talk' about why the sales clerk is staring at you, why the teacher is not calling on you to answer a question, why that lady moved two seats down from you and is now clutching her bag.
I mean come on it's the FUCKING 21st century and we still go through this BULLSHIT.
How much longer?
Thanks for reading my rant. If you can donate to jail bail funds and sign petitions for the Black Lives Matter Movement. Thank you
The next chapter to The Salem Heretic I'm writing it but I'm not entirely focused on it right now mainly focused on the new story I'm writing.
Anyway here are some pictures that I cried over.
Precious lives lost to police brutality.
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The Salem Heretic (DISCONTINUED)
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