Mirrors By Nightjoh Nightjohn

Standing with staring eyes. Bubbled yells and shouts. Imagine having to tell your kid who has the same soft smile as you, that they’re going to be judged for who they are. That every inch of them is to be examined and all the passion they have won’t mean anything but punishment. They are too young to live this way. You feel like it’s your fault. People judge appearances, it happens… but not like this. Not like this at all, all of who you are should not be judged by the first glance or second.
We are not equal. We are far from it. We come into this world all the same, and leave from the same door. Mirrors will show each one of our reflections, mirrors show how diverse we are. Mirrors don’t show how people are treated. People should be treated how mirrors reflect, exactly as we are. Nothing more, nothing less. Nobody deserves to be treated any less from what they see in the mirror, or how they are reflected from people’s eyes. …show more content…
To teach slaves to read. Writing secretive in the dirt whether that be energetic and with good posture or when he was on brink of bleeding out from earlier cruel punishments. Nightjohn would risk everything just to teach. Would it be reading and writing, to weakly only able to teaching one letter. He escaped hell, but returned like he was going into a heavenly place. It was heaven in a way, surrounded by flames he saw the passion in the slaves he taught. There eyes were gleaming. He wanted to help them find their own