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did I ask you to love me? did I ask you tocare? did I ask you to want me? did I ask for your stare? so why did u blame me when u knew it was wrong you knew that I cared you knew it wouldn't last long before someone would crack and someone would tell that you and I were in love cause you knew that we'd fell the look in your eyes when we stood near was caring and loving but you knew that I feared I feared her and her knowing about what was going on I knew that shed blame me I knew she would care knew she would hate me I knew she would stare she would tell everyone she spoke to that I was a tart that I stole her boyfrie

Lauren Enderley Discrimination Essay from Facing History              Have you ever experienced hate? If you haven't, and don't understand how it feels, I can help explain. Hate makes you feel small and powerless. You feel pain like no other in the world. This pain is like a stab through your heart that rips your pride into pieces. The pain always lingers; it is always there hanging over you like a dark cloud. It is an indelible moment in time  that you will never forget.               The problem I battled was prejudice, not because I was African American, Mexican, Asian, or a woman, but because I was fat. I was not just fat, I was obes