Dark Skinned Girl

I look at myself in the mirror and see a beautiful dark-skinned young woman staring back at me.  I’m radiant because I’m marrying the love of my life—Ronald, an African-American man. 

We met two years ago at a friend’s party.  One of the women there told me to my face that Ronald wouldn’t be interested in me because I was Indian and I was too dark. 

Unfazed, I smiled and excused myself and walked right up to Ronald.  We chatted, he asked me out on a date and here we are, about to get married.

95 Words

This image has an empty alt attribute; its file name is main-qimg-26445bf5b17e452ba9882dc0630453b4.jpg

This was written for the Weekend Writing Prompt by Sammi Cox. For instructions, click Here.

10 comments

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.