a different kinda friend
...many different colors,reliogons, and cultures there. i began to make freinds and i found out so much about myself. first i was very sheltered so i didnt have alot of the commmon sense other kids did. the first friend i made was a colored girl named shantel. me and her became instant. freinds. we were always toghther i never went anywhere with out her. soon people began to say stuff. they called me horrible names and teased me all the time. i didnt get why everyone cared so much we werent hurting anyone! it got so bad that people were calling and threating me.i asked my mom why no one wanted us to be friends, she said it was because people still had racial issues. but i still didnt understand. how and why does someones color,religion, or culture matter...