Kenapa Aku Hitam Novels & Stories

By the way, that's English, how did I answer right away? "I-I didn't understand. I just heard that it was sick, even though I don't know how it became sick," I answered him. Hope to believe. I looked at Elijah who I caught looking at me, but immediately looked away. What is his problem? "You lack melanin. Do you know what melanin is? It is an ability of our body to give the right color to our body. You, you lack melanin, because your hair is light and your skin is also white," he explained to I almost rolled my eyes.

Where everyone is free to live the way they want, where there is no fear or death or life. Because such a world would exist at the border of life and death. People associate colours with default feelings and emotions that the society programs in them. So black is bad and white is good. But then why do you need darkness for a sound sleep and light for a funeral? This world and the way it functions never made any sense to me. It’s just filled with a herd of asses running after something they don’t even know why they want. And I was on my way to creating such a utopia when my world, the only light my eyes could tolerate, came in front of me after hundreds of years.

'I love surprises! 'Then be a good girl and wait,' I tapped my foot and waited for what seemed like forever before I finally felt his hands on my shoulders. 'Do you know why I chose a black horse and you white?' 'Pretty sure I chose it myself,' 'Her,' he corrected. 'I knew you would go for the bright one because that is what you are, a bright light. Black is dark, like the night. The rubbish I'm trying to explain is that you are the light in my dark world, the crazy color… God, I'm saying rubbish again.'

Something I couldn’t name. And then, everything went black

~Kira~ I’ve been living a lie. I used to see the world as colorful but now, everything is just black and white. I was just too blind to see that the world was only in black and white. I thought that things were finally looking up for me but whenever something good happens in my life, there must be a twist that follows. Why can't the moon goddess give me that little happiness that I am asking for? What did I ever do to deserve such a life? Am I truly cursed or is this just another test?

TIANA It was enough of an encumbrance being black, a target on your back over something you couldn't control but the world we live in placed a burden on many to ask the stars just why we were made with melanin coating ones' skin. The other added on pressure strong enough to crack my bones was being a woman. History had proven how much of a liability the juncture between our thighs was in attracting the wicked. And yet I always strove to be positive, to squint my eyes past the dark clouds in the hopes I'd catch a glimpse of the light.

She sucked on my bottom lip and let go, "fuck I missed you..." I smiled and switched us over, I pulled up his shirt takong it off leaving her in her bra, "well..how about we start on that fucking.. I mean we only have about seven hours thanks to your ass for being late..." "Yeah yeah... we need not to waste any time.." ... One thing I've noticed in this world is that there are some things that no one can control.. Like the color of my skin, I have no control over and I can't change it even if I wanted to. I was born black, no bleach cream or skin lightner can change that because I will still be black.

"Because it's nice." He raised one eyebrow. "Even black is nice." I immediately shook my head. "Black is not nice. It is dark and intriguing. You want it to mix with others but at the same time it looks better alone. Everything goes with it but nothing really does. It is so mysterious." I looked at his lavishly sculptured face. "Just like you." He looked at me in confusion for a second, his eyebrows joining and lips slightly open. "You are deep shit." I shrugged, I got that a lot. I had a tendency to look for a reason in everything.

Yes, black is also a color, and he loves it-he sees it as a dignified, stylish, and chic colour but the pitch black color eventually terrified him as years passed. "Come on, where will we put this thing? Talk. I have got many other things to do. I have no time to discuss everything to you two. This should have been between you two, but I got dragged into this mess because you two are a big mess, a big pain in the ass" he said.