I want to thank all the people who believed in me,who believed I could write this book.
They knew one day I would be standing tall,
said by my favorite singer in his song Believe.
Thank you.
BELIEVE
Jasmine Floyd
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July 1, 1875Dear Diary,
My name is Natalie, I am 12 years old. I have a twin
named Nat who is a boy. He is my only sibling. My
mom is black and white and my dad is white. If I
wanted to I could pass as white. I've tried it only once
and it didn't end so well. My dad was a former slave
owner and my mom was one of the slaves, but she
wasn't always his slave. Her master before my dad was
her father, when she was old enough to work he had
sold her to my dad. When she was in her 30's, still a
slave, they had taken a liking to each other. Even
though he had a wife, who is now dead. He and his
wife had only one child together, her name was
Chelsie.


Janey Mae, I could never figure out why she
didn't like me, she liked my brother, but not me.
I've never been mean to her. I had never been
rude. She always found a way to ruin my day. She
always gets me in trouble for things she does.
Like today she our father fell off of the fronts
steps, because she left HER shoe laying around,
but blamed it on me.


July 2, 1875
Dear Diary,
I am still in trouble for what Janey Mae did. I got
whipped. I feel lonely. I have no friends. Being mixed is
hard. One side thinks I'm stuck up, the other thinks I'm
a faker. I feel like I don't belong any where. I can't talk
to any one, but this book. Well I can talk to my brother,
but I still feel bad. Where we live there are a lot of
prejudice people. People say a lot of things to me and my
brother when we're alone. Nat doesn't seem bothered by
the word, but I do.
I try not show emotion, but it's har I had to stop, my
stomach has been hurting alot. So I'm trapped in my room in
pain.


Same day,
My stomach really hurts, it gets worse by
the minute. When I think it's over, it comes
back twice as hard. I tried to tell mom, but
she says it's just a stomach ache, it will go
away. I threw up not long ago. i thought
that would have stopped it, but it hurts
even more. I have to stop writing, it's too
much.
BYE

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