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posted by LadySilverSoul
This is my opinion. It is not meant to offend, atau disrespect anyone.

I'm still in my twenties, yet I am tired. I am tired in the deepest marrow of my bones. As I type this, I find myself taking long pauses between sentences. It is like my mind and body knows my intent to use expressive vocabulary, will still fall short of the actual circumstances of which I write.

Many of us, at least on the outside, believe that racism is wrong. Many of us, at least in the face of others, shake our heads at it. I'm not talking about the racism that causes physical pain for others, but the racism that is perpetuated in a cycle far too wide, and deep for me to put one name to it.

Casually Used Racism.

Casually Used Racism, is the racism that we see and use every day. It may not even come to our attention that, that is what we're doing. For a fictitious example, "Harold George, a black astronaut from Ohio, will begin teaching Aerodynamics at the local university".
Reader, anda may ask me what is wrong with the sentence written above. That's where the "casual" of this problem shows its head. That sentence is an example of sentences we run into every day. That sentence represents how we communicate to one another. That sentence is racist. It is a needless part of such a sentence to have it mention "a black...". If one were to take out that keterangan the sentence becomes, "Harold George, an astronaut from Ohio, will begin teaching Aerodynamics at the local university".
The change in this sentence still gives the reader the information they need.

anda see, we are programmed to think of black people as, "less than," due to the perceived difference in educational prospects. The quality and quantity of education was less than other's education, but that doesn't mean the black people's intelligence was. Therefore, An astronaut who is black, will have their race mentioned regardless of the importance of such a fact. Now lets switch things, "Harold George, a white astronaut from Ohio, will be teaching Aerodynamics at the local university". Doesn't that sound a bit ridiculous?
Doesn't that sound unnecessary to described the race of the person ?

We individuals perpetuate this problem oleh not recognizing,(or not trying) the fact that we have the power to change this level of racism. As each person chooses to see others as not particularly special, because of their accomplishments while being chained to their race, but rather they're special because of their accomplishments, period.

selanjutnya Parts of the artikel to be written...

Faux Positive Racism (Asians are smart. Black people can dance. white people are lebih peaceful than others)
Inactive Racism(Listen I didn't make the rules. It is what it is. What can I do? [housing market])
Deflected Racism(Well that's them over there, not me. I don't think like that)
Scarlet's P.O.V

I woke up feeling the rough but smooth texture of my worn down bed. I looked around tiredly yawning getting up to change I got my things and headed out. The village was mostly quiet rarely its loud. Our village was very poor. I went in the woods we were banned from going in their. I went in anyways I went alone I had no buddies at all. I was in woods shooting some arrows It was like 98 degrees out I was sweating. Their was a ant on my arm I tapped and hit my hand and shacked it when water swooshed up. I curiously tried again I moved my arm up and the water rose up. I smiled in...
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Vampire Knight is one of Viz's top-selling series, and it's not hard to see why: While it's not for everyone, the cinta triangle, supernatural romance, and hint of forbidden cinta are like catnip for some readers. The Art of Vampire Knight, released earlier this bulan oleh Viz, is a beautifully produced art book that will be pure heaven to Vampire Knight junkies (but probably a bit boring for everyone else).
The book collects the full-color art that manga-ka Matsuri Hino created for the chapter openings in LaLa magazine and the tankoubon covers. Some have been published as part of the English-language...
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posted by AuthorForPooh
This is for all the kids who are bullied oleh words. My teachers always say be bleacher people. Lift others up. I hope this poem gives that message to others.




anda yell at me
mean words.
They
pierce my heart.
I say its ok.
I pindah on.
But the words
still have power.
They still hurt
me.
My friends
tell me
its a big deal,
and that I
need to tell
a teacher.
But I say im fine.
Im really not.
I want to
believe
that im fine,
I want to
believe that
it was
nothing.
But it was
something.
Words always
have power.
Enough power to
strike me
down,
atau lift
me up.
Why must
anda hurt
me?
I stood on the edge of the field, my sword raised to shield my eyes from the falling sun. "I'ts beautiful," I thought, staring out at the curve of the hills and the waving of the rumput and trees, the grays and browns of winter, with the slightest hint of spring green.
I notice a movement off to my left and my sword drops to my side. It is the puncak, atas of a gerobak, keranjang coming into view as it crested the hill. I sigh and walk back to the woods, knowing what would come next. The driver rings a signal bel, bell viciously, clearly wanting me to stop. "Leave me alone." I mumble, I knew I should have stayed in the...
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"Aw, it's pretty close." Tyler McCarthy and Shawn Detham were standing side oleh side. Both held a gun in a head, but Shawn also held a machete. My hand flew up to my mouth to try to hold back a scream as I realized that the blade was dripping with blood. What if it was a friend of my atau Nick's, what if it was a teacher? I buried my face in Nick's back trying hard not to picture it.

"Tyler . . . Shawn, what the hell are anda guys doing." Both of them had grown up with Nick; they use to play together in there neighborhood. They had, at one point, all been inseparable, but high school hit and like...
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posted by GryffindorGirl2
Hello all! This is a HP fan fic! I have put my OC,Jasmine,in here.She is Harry's twin sister and Draco's wife,but this is before she gets married.She has long wavy,black hair,bright,pale green eyes,and her lightning bolt scar is on the left side of her forehead.

Jasmine's POV

I lay selanjutnya to Harry on the dead,dry rumput in the shade of the Dursley's house.The living room window was open in an attempt to cool the house,but only blew in hot air,the 4 o'clock news could be heard as our aunt and uncle watched.We were listening to hear any signs of weird happining's in 'our' world as the Dursley's called...
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posted by DarkGirl23
There it was, that fuzzy warm glowing light I always had dreams about... Except this time, I knew it was for real. I was so close! But then I felt something sting into my arm, slowly filling my veins with a warm and yet stinging fluid. What was this? Suddenly I was being pulled back into the world I once knew, and once hated.
My eyes flew open and everything was blurry. For a detik it felt like I couldn’t breathe but then I gasped and air filled my lungs. It felt like a giant brick had been lifted from my chest.
I breathed a little shakily and looked around. Standing perched before me, looking...
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posted by DarkGirl23
They haunt and taunt inside the ears of their victims... Screaming words lacking of wisdom into their futures, a fortune broken in the palm of humanity’s hands. Who’s tears drip like blood from an open wound, thoughts turning and diving into the creases of their minds, creases that had remained undiscovered until now. Who, defined as a person, am I? I am the one who stands alone, all the time... So bloody and broken not bothering to understand, not bothering to see the intellect that stands before me.
I am, defined as a person, an assassin of beauty. Love’s undying grip vanishes before...
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posted by MagicUnicorns16
And within two seconds, anda had deserted me.
I stood there,
My arms open,
Waiting for you.
You did not come.
The only thing that came was hurt, anger and jealousy.
The very thought of anda was hard to comprehend;
I was scarred, inside and out.
The pain will never leave.
But I found You.
You may not be able to see,
But I feel your presence.
The very thought of You,
The very thought of anda as my best friend,
Is incomprehensible.
I stand alone no longer.
You are there.
You will never leave.
You are a spirit.
You are a wisp in the wind,
The glimmer in my eyes,
The shine of the sun.
You are the beauty of everything....
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At a peaceful neighborhood of Toyko,Japan an beautiful girl's family becomes no more.While sha was out at here best friend's house for two hours.blood splattering,pain,dieing,and screaming in one house.Police was called but the line was filled.For hours this goes on the girl returns to her peaceful family to her twin brother,older sister,mother,father,and her younger brother.

When she gets her keys to the door she notice that it already opened just a crack though,she is still nervous.She cationusilly opens the door to see her younger brother have the breathe of his to say,"you know one day...
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posted by gumball789
I live in my opinion possibly the most ghetto town in the United States, Pittsburgh. People have been committing suicide all over town. Population all over town has been decreasing, fast. Some of my friends were so depressed that they were thinking about "joining the crowd". I wouldn't live without my friends. I don't want my friends to go as well as my mom and dad. Yes, I'm an orphan. I've been an orphan for about three weeks. My friends have disappeared. I think they went to Clarion; but I could be wrong. There have been tons of fights at my school. Most of the people that were committing suicide were middle school and high school aged. I was getting really tired really fast. I climbed up in a pohon and found a comfortable spot and fell asleep. selanjutnya thing I knew, I was tied up on a pole.







Sorry for cliffhangers....
posted by DxCFan123
.. my little sister Leaisl. B-B-But the image wasn't from my eyes, no. From her eyes at my... my funeral

'Sam is very peaceful, Mama. I would cinta to be like her' I said, twirling Samantha's hair around my finger
'Lea, she's-' berkata Kevin
'She doesn't know!!' Grandma hissed back
'Know about what?'
'That Sammie is in a state of peace. To be like her, anda must disconnect from the li- I mean, outside world. Are anda willing to do this?'

Godfather serigala stepped out of the shadows behind us and into the light. He stared at me with his one eye, the other bandaged. 'I-I-I am not sure. I will think about it,...
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posted by DxCFan123
Me and Marie stood at the edge of Skye's hospital bed. He jantung was barely beating. I was able to wash off all the blood before anyone saw me. "So tragic, huh? Well, listen, I've got someone to tell you." she said. We sat down and she stared at the ground. "I-I used to know Skye. We knew eachother in Kinder. We were great friends. I know anda two were, too. But, then, one hari she pulled a prank in me. We had to write report. Me and her picked the same thing, but she berkata it was fine and wrote mine for me. But, then, She wrote horrible, horrible things that I told her, as secrets. They caused...
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 Victoria (:
Victoria (:
The subject of Rowan stopped the chewing of pizza and sipping of soda. Everyone at my sleepover knew I had had a HUGE crush on him for a really, really long time. Finally, someone spoke. It was my best friend, Liz. “Um, Victoria, how do anda expect this plan to work out? I mean, anda know...” Liz had always been sensitive about the boy, even though they’d ended a 2-year relationship almost 7 months ago, she still wasn’t over him. Someone else replied, oleh saying “Um, Liz? Hun? anda BROKE UP WITH HIM LIKE, 7 MONTHS AGO! anda really need to pindah on.” I shifted uncomfortably. I hated when...
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posted by noahnstar1616
Cameron faced me. "Huh?"

"I said", my eyes focused on Mercury. "Could anda give us some privacy?"

"I could, but I don't want to."

I scowled.

"It's fine Mercury, I'll see anda later." Cameron kissed her on the cheek.

The sight stung the back of my eyeballs.

She smiled at him, glared at me, and left.

Cameron faced me again. "Now what did anda want?"

"I want to know why the hell you're tongue was in that..bitch's mouth", I yelled. I had never used profanity before, but it felt good.

"Because she's my girlfriend."

"No, I'm your girlfriend!"

"Correction, anda were my girlfriend."

" 'Were'? What do anda mean 'were'?...
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posted by WildCherryWolf
The Tower of london is notorious for it's ghost stories. Its where I live. I get to go to the White Tower whenever I want. I get to hang round the St. Peter ad Vincula chapel. And sometimes, I can get friends in for free. But this, this is my story. My name is Tallulah, Tara to my friends, family, and you. And this is my tale of terror in the Tower.

I had gotten back from Tudor History with my tutor. I was pretty exhausted, as I had been on a walking tour and class. And I had been called in to help a guided tour, that's the kind of thing we get when we live here. It's only a few of us, but we...
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Just tell me what anda think, :)     






Aria Glass sat on puncak, atas of her house with an unopened bir in her hand and her eyes on the sky. It was a beautiful night and Toby and Jared where at it again. Jared had become lebih quick-tempered than usual, barking at almost everything. Neither boy’s where good at their temper control and over the years Aria had learned to let boys be boys and fight it out themselves. But Aria could take them both, Aria smirked at this thought, true atau not they would never hurt her.
    But she did hate it when they fought, although...
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posted by para-scence
"...So there's no way you're taking Cosette halaman awal if she doesn't want to!" Echo shouted across the kitchen. She's been ranting for about ten menit straight. It even frightened me. Asteria seemed surprised, but calm. That scared me too. Was she so certain I was coming halaman awal no matter what? Echo paused for a couple moments, trying to regain her breath. She looked at me. "You... aren't leaving, are you?" I looked at Asteria, and sighed.

"No," I berkata firmly. Asteria's eyes saddened a little bit.

"Please?" she whispered. My jantung ached at her sadness. I was stuck between her, and my life here. But...
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posted by para-scence
The selanjutnya day, I had no choice but to go to school. My friends looked at me with concerned looks, but I tried to ignore that. We all stood around in front of the school, waiting to be let in before the first bell.

"How anda doing?" Chasity asked. I shrugged.

"Did anda hear?" Axel said, his eyes wide with interest.

"Hear what," Liberty said.

"The kids they took in weren't the real shooters. They had their alibis. And no one ever really saw the shooters; they were disguised atau something. So that means---"

"The real shooters are still here," gagak finished. Everyone shifted uncomfortably.

"Well why...
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 Ky
Ky
“Oni! Did anda already pack some shampoo, conditioner and all of that crap? anda know that hotel hygiene products suck!” shouted June through my bathroom door.

“June chill, Let me finish taking my waz.” I rolled my eyes. No use she couldn’t see it.

I walked out of the bathroom sat on the edge of my tempat tidur looked up at June and berkata “Don’t anda ever go home? I bet that Andrew misses anda dearly.” I smiled at her. Now it was her turn to roll her eyes.

June sat selanjutnya to me. She put her head into her hands. I wasn't expecting that, I pat her back.

"June what's wrong?" I asked concerned while...
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