The Dark Skin Kid: A Narrative Fiction

"Your brother has one packed, he has for a while actually. We've been trying to get you out but there was never a good time. Ezra is hoping he can put a name on the person who is trying to kidnap you."

Each and every person on this Earth today has an identity. Over the years, each individual creates their identity through past experiences, family, race, and many other factors. Race, which continues to cause problems in today’s world, places individuals into certain categories. Based on their race, people are designated to be part of a larger, or group identity instead of being viewed as a person with a unique identity. Throughout Richard Wright’s Black Boy, Richard is on a search for his true identity. Throughout Black Boy, one can see that Richard’s racial background assigns him with a certain identity or a certain way in which some

“Ender looked at the others coldly. “You might be having some idea of ganging up on me …. But just remember what I do to people who try to hurt me.”

Richard Wright was born after the Civil War but before the Civil Right Era. If he were writing an autobiography titled Black Boy today (2016) about a black boy growing up in the United States, he would write about racial profiling against African Americans, the wide education gap between black and white, and the unequal job opportunity for African American.

“Be careful, he’s not like us. I don’t want to see you get roped into anything.”

"Alright I'll tell you, but first my name is Eren. The girl in the red scarf is Mikasa. What about your name."

“Your thinking I will help you escape. I won’t.” The man said. Smirking deviously at (Y/n)’s crestfallen face.

As a child between the ages of three and four, you start to discover whom you are from the color of your skin to the social gender identity in the world. As a little girl every time I looked in the mirror I noticed the color I was brown and when I was at school I was always separated with the specific group to go in girl’s bathroom. Going to elementary school you learned about many topics in history class but the two topics that relate to black children is slavery and civil rights movement. When you reach middle school, you begin to learn about women’s rights suffrage movement and how we as women are still fighting for rights. In school to this day as a college student, all I ever learned is how women and African American’s are mistreated in

        “I thought you were one of them,” he admits, squirming under Walker's punishing hold. “I told them last time I saw them that if I did see them again, then I’d kill them.”

“Don’t worry i'll be there if you get too scared,” Kye replied with a knowing smile.

“Oh yeah about that, thanks for helping me and everything but I thought about it and I think I want all of this to be mine and only mine, and I would keep you alive but I don’t want any suspects!” Juan said laughing.

Again, another backhand cuts me off. Pain stinging through my cheek does not stop me from speaking. I snap my dark eyes back at Stonewood. “You know I’m right and you hate it. It’s only the matter of time before the Order screws you over and leaves you for dead.”

He smiled. He put his foot to the fire wall and the pickup staggered down the dirt road, went on two wheels on a sharp corner, flipped, and slid into

“Now..now, my fellow brothers how about whoever grabs it first can take it? Fighting each other won’t do us any good.” The pursuer feigned a smile.

On a cold muggy autumn evening, I arrived in the rifle filled arming room of building 711 to prepare for duty. For no good reason, this coco colored young girl was red in color and noticeably furious. A tall bald headed technical sergeant towered over me and angrily questioned the bitter look on my face. “What is wrong with you?” Through the grinding of my teeth, I replied “Nothing!” and went on about my day. Little did I know at the time, this would be the beginning to a beautiful intelligent baby boy I would come to know as KJ.