Personal Narrative: Am I A Ghetto

Ghetto. Most people's first reaction of me is that, “because she is black she is ghetto”. I haven’t said a word to these people ever before or have I said stuff around them. They try to hide what they are saying or even sometimes they don’t even have to say it. The way that they act around me or the way that they say certain things is quite evident on what they think of me. What does being ghetto even mean? Am I a menace? Am I different from everyone else?

No i'm not.

I'm not even ghetto.

At least I try not be. I put on a this persona that’s the girl next door. Im loud,happy and I care about everyone. I am very respectful,but punctual and blunt all at the same time. I have no clue what I really act like because I am so used to this person. I may …show more content…
I wanted everyone to know that I was this rich,stuck-up,mean bastard. I’m not. I wanted everyone to think that though. I told everyone that i was really rich and that dad knew all these big shots and that I was a princess of this small town in Romania. Like I said before, the human brain is very easy to trick. Especially, whenever you are only 11 or 12. I guess when I told people that I was a Romanian princess they forgot that I was black. My dad works very hard and we aren’t struggle what's so ever I was just over doing how rich we actually were. I was a child.I had no clue what I was doing wrong. Anyways, I got alot of friends and I loved it. People’s acceptance was my drug. I was addicted to it. I didn’t want to stop. So I didn’t. But I had to. My heart was telling me to stop. I didn’t listen of course. Until, I found a really good group of friends that I was able to kinda act like myself and they were chill. That's when I realized that I needed to surround myself with people with people that make me take off my mask and that i’m kinda myself