My skin is my essence
My grandma always tells me that I was a beautiful girl. She says: You are my blacky princess and you were born to do great things in the world!
However, in my school everything was difficult. My partners used to say bad things about my skin color. They called me "the little coal girl"and study by groups was not for me, because nobody wanted to stay with me.
A terrible day of my life was when I fell in love with a handsome boy called Arthur, so I wrote a love letter to him and the answer was: I don't like black and stupid girls!. He broke my heart with these nasty words.
After, I thought: I need a place to express my feelings! and I decided to go to an afro community. There, I was completely happy, I knew some friends and I learnt to play the guitar with them.
At the end, I found the place where I belonged and there, I am appreciated by my character and not for my skin color.
