The Beast Within
Black is black and white is white. You're of a different color and therefore, I must be better than you. I'm a straight A student and he only gets B's on his better days. What a moron! I come from a rich family and that automatically means I can boss you around.
Prejudice has swallowed my visions of high school. It carried its knife and fork while running after me saying, "You are my favorite food." Running from the beast, I have gotten caught up in the webs of other people's ignorance around me.
Escaping this horrid creature was a surprisingly easy task. I was born with the ability to elude this blob of injustice. I have felt his warm, shallow hands grasp my arm. I kept thinking that it was all over and that there was no hope. The one thing that pulled me out of this perilous peril was my pride.
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