Yes I’m Black, but not angry

Ellise,
Riverside, CA.

My race is not what you see, It is what I feel. Do not let your stereotypes fool you, I am happy, beautiful, and peaceful about who I am. I use to be angry with who I was. I have been told “I was pretty for a black girl” all my life. That made me ashamed of who I was. I could not hide from what God intended to be, so I embraced it. I saw other black women embracing their beauty and it gave my joy. I want all little girls to see that beauty in themselves. Despite how I may feel, each day is my opportunity to inspire all girls of all colors to embrace how God made them. God does not make any mistakes. First embrace the beauty in your heart, then allow it to shine through your skin.
CBU HIS311


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