She’s a bad, bad girl…

I’ve lived with the fact that people thinks of me as a trouble maker, a hopeless case, and a rebel. They all verbally told me this whole time that I was in the classroom back in December of 2017.

“She’s just a rebel.” The Professor said as I sulked into my seat, pretending not to care. “If you teach those kind of people then they’ll learn.”

I was hurt. I didn’t want to say anything to anyone. I punished them all with silence.

What was I supposed to do? Everyone had the boy’s back and not mine. I’m a woman of colour. I’m haunted by the things I feared. No one saw me for what I love. I love people. I’ve always been fascinated by people and they way that they explore and see the world. I’ve imagined America to be this world for free speech but everyone in College proved me wrong. They all had the boy’s back because he was queer and I wasn’t. I was just a rebel to them.

If I had said something, this is what I would’ve told them:

When will they learn?


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