I was alone in a hotel room, and I realised I hadn’t looked at myself for awhile. So I got up to look in the mirror, and I discovered that my skin was now what some call black! It was a lovely milk chocolate color, and my skin was smooth and soft. I had long, frizzy black hair that went just below my shoulders, and was very full. I put my hands to my face and saw that they were black too, my arms and everything… and I thought “have I been black this whole time?” And a rush of thoughts of how people treated me in the past went through my head, to try and piece it all together.
Then after thinking about it I looked up in the mirror and the black started to fade and my skin went back to its regular color. It was so strange. It was so real!!! I don’t think I’ve ever had a dream where my skin color changed. Hmmm maybe it’s because I’ve been thinking how everything is not “black and white”?
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