I can't go outside because of my pure fears of the people out there. I feel like I have been a victim of my family's skin color my whole life. I may not be white like them, but that still means I have a right to live. I will not go outside because of the fears that plague my mind. It is a different story than being hated for your clothes, having glasses, or so many other stupid things. I don't even want to go to school, for I know that the second I step into that building everything will start again. I will be pushed, hit, hurt, and broken before the day even starts. I know that this may have been the way they were raised but hate for a different skin color is something entirely different. I get that I may be the opposite of purity, because black stands for hate, and impurity. I just want to be like everyone else and not have be scared everyday of my life. I just want to go to school and learn. I want to grow up and get a job, something to do with my passion. I just want to raise my own kids, but how can I raise them in this imperfect, impure, and injustice world. Why can't they see that I just want to yellow sunrise over the clouds, over the mountains. I don't want to see it through this window anymore. I am a victim of there hate crimes. I am a victim of this world, but I just want to be like them.