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Nina's POV – 3
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2024-10-29 19:42:56There was something dark and mysterious about this school. It was far from what it is showing to the world, it was not all rainbows and butterflies, it was actually far from it. Although there are some facts about it, like how the girls here are well-behaved, but the thing is, the students are only prim proper when the teachers are there, when thre are eyes watching them like a hawk carefully examining its prey, and it’s not because they respect them, but it’s because they are scared of them. I was only observing our classroom, but that was what I already thought about this place.
And the favoritism! They would always ask the girls who are of lighter skin colors in a nice way, but always rude to those with a darker skin color. Colorism and Racism is evident, but no one said a thing. They were all aware of all these, but they chose to ignore all of it. It was sad that I wasn’t classmates with my new found friends, because if so, I feel like one of them would
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