by scherasade lewis about a year ago in controversies

A Fictional Story


When thinking of the future, we expect flying cars and cured illnesses and world peace and no racism. The future is supposed to be better for all of us and it is supposed to be a better society than what we have now. But in 2073, everything is worse. By the looks of it, it seems that we went back in time when it comes to social classes. Only this time around, blacks are on top. Finally, my race is on top and is in the spotlight and is finally going to end racism, right? No. In fact, racism was at a stop for a short period of time. Everyone had a small sense of peace until my people decided that it was the time that we were on top. And we made just that happen. A group of rebels assassinated the president and took over the three branches of government. New laws were made, people were hurt but it was all for a good cause they said.

“The true power of my people were shortcoming by the ones that feared differences. We are not weak and never have been. We just knew when our time would come”. As a person of color, I should feel relieved and proud that I am now at the top of the social class after many years of not looking at us, after years of not even being considered a complete human. But I can’t help but feel shame and sorrow for the other races because I know what it feels like to be at the bottom. I know what it feels like to be scared every time you leave the house and I wouldn’t wish that on my worst enemy. And the fact that it is happening today, in real time, is heartbreaking. Of course, I can’t say anything about it though. I would get thrown in jail for going against our government and that’s not something I'm willing to risk. I have a lot going for me. I'm a sophomore in high school and one of the top students in the whole school. I go to Martin Luther King High School and it is an All-Black school. Schools started changing to being All-Black when I was in middle school. It didn’t phase me much because I didn’t really have friends. I would spend my days reading and I would be chuckling at the name of the school. Martin Luther King Jr High.

It still cracks me up to this day but not as much. Wait… maybe that’s why I hate this “movement” that is happening and the way that everything is being run. In middle school, I would read about all these amazing people that fought for EQUAL rights. Martin Luther King, Rosa Parks, Malcolm X, Nelson Mandela, Fannie Lou Hamer. All these wonderful people only wanted things to be equal. They didn’t want our race over the latter. They wanted our people to be able to hold hands and do everything in an equal playing field with no restraints and no problem. The black population went wrong when they sought out to make us greater. There are 10,000 species of flowers and yet they are all loved for whatever quality they possess. It’s not our differences that make us inferior, it's our need to feel superior. We should all love our differences and embrace them! They are something to be loved not looked down upon. I believe every person is beautiful and deserves everything that anyone else has… but like I said before, there is nothing I can do. I have a lot going for me but at least sexism is gone.

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I'm just a kid in high school looking to change the world with a few words.

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