I am stronger.

I am taller.

I am the one with the cocoa butter skin.

I am the one that kids use to make fun of when the lights went off in the classroom.

I am the one that smiled despite the darkness ,

because I knew that my pearly whites would shine regardless.

I am the one that sat in the back of the classroom because I didn't want kids staring at me.

Now I am no longer she

She may remain at peace,

Buried at the back of the classroom where silence is because noone would speak.

I am not she.

She lays asleep.

For an eternity never to be awaken, not even by the littlest of a peep.