Martin Luther King Jr. often spoke of a day in the future when he hoped his children would be judged not by their skin color but by their character. Write a narrative essay about a moment in your life when you were judged by something other than the content of your character. Use narrative techniques to develop experiences, events, and characters

I hanged out with lot of boys, some seniors, some classmates. And my intention is and was totally transparent carrying a pure friendship with them and so were their's as I assumed so. Sometimes it turned out into more than a friendship making you lose the reputation in your own eyes. But no one can read anyone's mind. I've had been tagged with number of boys since I was a teenager. People talked or gossiped about my character. They still define me as a person who I am not. I'd always tried to figure it out. But alas! Nothing worked. ItI heard so many times people indicating me owing a downmarket character.( they used another word). It is and will be my choice of people whom I want to be surrounded with.

I always had found it so embarrassing that people talks behind you. I always found it embarrassing when your people are not yours in front of the world.

I tried on disguising the patches with isolating myself giving it a name of "improving". But you really can't put a cello tape on someone's mouth when you really don't know who they are.

Explanation:

i have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.

i do not think they will sing to me