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Chapter 1:
It was late spring of 2020 and my father the first Native American president of the United States of America, announced to the white people that they must either leave America and Canada or they can stay and become slaves but will not be in any danger but instead will be treated like children.
It was a very long and difficult process since we are a diverse country and its sad to break up families and friends and unsurprisingly a lot of hate and riots broke out.
It's been a little over a year and we have everything under control. Countless of people (not just white people) left and countless of white people stayed.
The white people must have a Green Card as they are immigrants like their ancestors, they aren't allowed to vote or drive without permission, they mustn't go anywhere without their masters/mistresses, own property/businesses, etc but they can keep their names, they don't have to speak a different language, can keep in touch with their families and friends and they're protected.
We built many schools to teach white people on how to be servants and we respected their wishes on how they can serve us due to different reasons such as health issues, etc.
We also took a lot of racist and cultural appropriation things out of the media, schools, sports, stores, etc. Everywhere I went I saw people like me and other non-white people being represented in everything; we're heroes, inventors, royalty, we are everything. I started to cry, I felt the warm tears of joy run down my face, I'm so happy.
It's July 6th and my 18th birthday is tomorrow and I'm excited but I also dreaded thinking about starting school in August.
???: "Ok dear, me and your brother and sister are heading out to pick up your birthday present, we'll be back in a few hours."
That's my mom, my little sister is named Zoey and my big brother is named Jacob.
We all live in The White House together and have many white slaves and body guards.
A few hours later I was so excited that I just became so impatient and couldn't sit still and finally I saw my family arrive in a helicopter along with their guards and white slaves and one young white girl I never saw before. She was wearing the slave school uniform which is conservative.
They all came in and already knew I was peeking so they decided to give me my present. As I thought, the present is the young white girl and she's my personal slave.
She smiled and slightly bowed her head towards me while she nervously twiddled her fingers and stuttered and whispered
???: "It's a pleasure to meet you Miss __, I will do my best and hope I will be a great service to you."
___: "Um hello it's nice to meet you, what is your name?"
???: "My name is Naomi, ma'am."
Chapter 2:
The next morning I felt a hand on my shoulder and heard Naomi's soft voice.
Naomi: "Good morning and happy birthday, Miss ___"
___: "Good morning and thank you."
Naomi: "Would you like anything for breakfast?"
I became quiet and looked at her.
___: "Can we just talk for a moment?"
Naomi: "Of course, is there something wrong?"
___: "Not at all I was wondering about that school you went to is like and how you did, you know your grades, stuff like that."
Naomi held her hands, twiddled with her fingers and stared at the floor.
Naomi: "I only spent a few months there and I have to say It's really lovely however to be honest I did have a very hard time learning and passing tests like what to do in certain situations and answering questions. I had no clue of what to do or say. I had the lowest grades of all the students and everyone else in all the other schools."
___: "Ouch.."
Naomi: "I thought I could never be useful to anyone due to my disabilities and health but last week your mother picked me; of course I was the only available person to be a slave at the moment since every one else was chosen but I was so overjoyed that I wanted to hug her but I thought that would be inappropriate so I backed down."
___: "So what are your duties?"
Naomi: "I wake you up, fix your meals, help you get dressed and clean up after you; pretty much anything you need help with and anything you want me to do."
___: "Anything?"
Naomi: "Well um almost anything due to my health and such but I'll do my best for you."
___: "Do you have a family?"
Naomi: "They all left for Europe." Naomi looked sad.
___: "Seriously? I'm sorry to hear that."
Naomi: "It's alright."
___: "How come you didn't go with your family?"
Naomi: "..." Naomi became quiet and quickly changed the subject. "Is there anything you lIke me to do?"
___: "I'm so sorry."
Naomi: "Miss ___, you are truly a kind person and I'm so blessed to have you as my mistress."
___: "I don't know about that. One more question how old are you?"
Naomi: "I just turned 20 in May."
___: "..Say what?"
Naomi: "I'm 20 years old, ma'am."
___: "You're 2 years older than me!?"
Naomi: "Yep." She smiled
___: "I thought you were younger than me!"
Naomi: "Your kind words warm my heart, thank you Miss ___."
___: "So umm Miss Naomi? Would you fix some pancakes for me?"
Naomi: "Of course. I'll be right back."
Naomi left and I was sitting in my bed staring at my hands and thinking about what me and Naomi talked about. 'Did her family abandon her?' I thought. It's important to know these things and I am just curious. 'I'll ask more questions later.'
-30 minutes later-
Naomi: "Here you go, Miss ___"
___: "Thank you Miss Naomi."
Naomi: "Is there anything else I can do for you?"
___: "Not right now why don't you go see if anyone needs help?"
Naomi: "I'm sorry I only serve you."
___: "Then maybe you can help me pick an outfit to wear?"
Naomi: "Sure, where will you be going Miss___?"
___: "I'm going to be hanging out with my friends and then come home and celebrate my birthday with my family. Come on, I want you to get ready and meet my friends."
Naomi: "Really!?
___: "Yeah."
Naomi: "I'm so honored, Miss ___! Thank you!"
___: "I don't see what the big deal is."
Naomi: "It's a very big deal, Miss ___! Hurry, lets get dressed!"
'What a silly but sweet woman.' I thought.
We both got ready, been escorted by our body guards and brought along one of my mom's female servants and went out. The female servant drove us to meet up with my friends at a local mall.
???: "___!" That's my friend: Ashley and my other friends: Danielle and Yasmine. We all been friends since elementary.
___: "Shh! I'm in disguise Ashley, don't blow my cover."
Ashley: "Why?"
___: "I don't want any attention."
Ashley: "Ok sorry."
We walked inside a restraunt and sat down while a white woman took our orders and our body guards and our female driver was sitting next to us.
Danielle: "So what's it like to be in the White House?"
___: "This might come as a shock to you guys but It's gets kinda boring."
Yasmine: "What!?"
Ashley: "You can't be serious."
Danielle: You're pulling our legs."
___: "I am serious, I can't go anywhere or do anything of course not without my mom's permission, a disguise and body guards."
Ashley: "Surely there's some things you did or go that were fun?"
___: "Well... I met Naomi."
Naomi: "Really!?"
___: "Yeah."
Naomi: "Yay, I just want to hug you! But I can't, I don't want to be shot by your guards."
___: "They're not going to shoot you for hugging me."
Danielle: "Is Naomi your personal servant?"
___: "Yep. She's my birthday present from my mom."