Lily is one of many white girls performing in a ballet recital at her school. She is also though the only girl in the school friends with a black girl, inkululeko, meaning freedom. But Lily is not free from her mind and the thoughts she thinks. Not history accurate, just a fiction story. Warning, character comets suicide.


6. Backstage

December 8, 1881

​I forced myself out of bed.  I got to school.  The world was dull.  No light, just tainted with shadows.  I also saw Inkululeko​ being beat up.  Once they left her alone I walked over and carried her to the dance studio and sat with her till she came to it.  While I was waiting I had time to worry.  Her skin was so much paler than it needed to be and her lips were quivering.  I saw serval bruises, of the black and blue and purple type, on her arms.

"You okay?" I asked.

"No, now when is the show," answered and asked Inkululeko.  Okay, she was okay.

I looked at the grandfather clock in the corner. It was almost time for the show to start.  "Come on, let's go," I said.  The numbness had returned, but worse from my worrying.

Inkululeko was back stage with me.  One of the people walked up to me and whispered in my ear, "kill yourself".  Inkululeko pulled me aside and said, "No people need you".

I was only able to give her a sad look, see the shocked expression, and go on stage.  Even dance was numb for me now.  Okay they don't need me.  I am to numb, to stupid, and I want to stop being so darn tired. So, last words.  I'm sorry Inkululeko, I just have no more strength.  Freedom needs strength.  Sorry.

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