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Love him
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I was 16 and madly in love with my very first love, Ben. He was a black boy and I was raised in a foreign country as a white girl who thought her race was prior to the other ones. Now I can’t believe how stupid and ignorant I was. It was the year we came back to the United States and I started attending to a very respected school and there weren’t many black students. But I fell in love with Ben the moment I saw him. I knew he was different not because of his race tough. But because I knew he could understand me and we started dating. He was my first love and I knew I could love him till the end of my life. He really was a special boy.
I can still remember our first date. We first went to the movies (he held my hand during the movie) and then to a local restaurant. He was so shy but he proved himself to be a real gentleman. I couldn’t have imagined that we had that much in common. My twin sister who I had been best friends four 16 years was totally changed after finding out that I was in love with him. She would act so different near Ben and that would hurt me like hell. One day, one and a half years after our first date my parents found out about him. First they thought it was just a temporary love enthusiasm that would last in a few days but I knew it wasn’t. I just knew that.
Then he proposed. Yeah, I am not kidding. I can’t even believe that now but we were planning to get married before we started college and we would be a family. My parents were not at all about their daughter marrying a black boy at the age of 18. That was the time my dad said “enough”. When I announced that to my parents, mom was about to have a hard attack but Dad had better plans to prevent this marriage from happening. His plan was literaly hurtful. All he said was “invite that boy to our house and let me talk to him.” That gave me a bit of hope. Actualy I was over the moon because I knew that if they knew him, they would love him as muc h as I did.
That dinner was horrible. Mom was trying her best to help control Dad from saying something bad to Ben. Dad asked Ben about his plans for future, I wished he hadnt.Ben told him that he wanted to go to medical school. I was so proud of my future-husband. Dad’s reply was so insulting tough. “Black boys don’t usually go to medical school.” That moment Dad didn’t insult Ben, he actually insulted me and our family by being so ignorant. That night was full of insults. There is one more thing I can’t forget about that day. When he was leaving, he gave me the most powerful kiss ever. It was the best kiss ever. I knew I loved him. Maybe a part of me still does, I can’t know thanks to what Dad did.
“You are not marrying this boy because you will be going to England.” England?? I had applied for a few schools there but never planned for that.
“No. I am marrying Ben.”
“We’ll see who is right.” It was my own dad saying me these. It was as if he was torturing me. Eventually he won. After making it clear that he wouldn’t be paying for college if I married Ben and stayed in the States, I was to go to England. It wasn’t my decision tough. It was Ben’s. We never saw each other again after that horrible dinner. He dumped me on phone. Because I knew it would have been a lot harder if we saw each other again. First I didn’t believe that he dumped me. I thought it was just a fake dumping but he was dead serious. He wouldn’t return my calls and told his parents not to let me in their house. He would just avoid me, really. And one day, I just went to their house and his mom again didn’t let me in and I started shouting. I told him that I hated him for giving up in the first place. I even considered a very bad possibility too. Ben’s parents were very poor and my parents were pretty wealthy so Dad thought he was also after my money -his money-.
In England I waited for him. Even though I was staying with my uncle who was far more cruel than my father, I just wished he would come and we would get married. He never came. Ben is still in my heart. Now I have heard that he is a very respectable doctor and has three daughters from a black woman. It is too late now. Mom died when I was 22 (she couldn’t stand dad anymore and Dad died 10 years after Mom.
Me? I am touring around the world in search of the feelings I lost years ago. I loved a man; a black man and dad made me pay for it with my life. I have always wanted to ask him.
“Why? Why have you done this? Is it better now?”
If I had a chance to go back to the day Ben dumped me, I wouldn’t leave him and wouldn’t go to college. I was stupid. I really was.
A little secret. I actually kind of took revenge. The day I was leaving for England I also left a letter for Dad telling what kind of a great partner Ben is in bed and that I lost my virginity to him at the age of 17. He probably burned that letter after me.
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so how was your family now ? did you marry ?
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thats so sad
i wudda been heart broken if that happened to me
sorry for ur loss, im mean
losing ur parents wen you was 22^ which is still quite young must of been tough
bt im sure they had good reasons for what happened
its best to forgive ur family and carry on with ur life
im sure you have found someone that u love just as much
xxxx
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aww,that hurts!hope u feel better now
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bobbie parker Reply:
im only 9 but i think it is so sad i hope u feal better now xxxx love from bobbie
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Oh My God!
That really touched me!
I know how you felt at the start,
Im from NZ (New Zealand) and im 16 but him meet at 15 and your dad sounds like my dad haha, Mum knows but not dad, Mum probaly hoping it wont work but after reading what you just wrote im not gona let go nw!
Hes 22 and from africa.. i love him so much with all my heart and soul!
Hope all us good
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sad story…but someone is really meant for you. everything happens for a reason. I wish you to find happiness:)
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what a sad story.. it would have been different if Ben did fight for you..
you should not have any regrets because you did your part – you fight for him so don’t blame yourself.. i know ben was totally hurt for what your family did, but if only he fought for you thnings would have been different..it might be verry hard but both of you but still you could have been happy..i wish he had been more courageous…
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awwww
…i wish things would have worked out for you two and that he fought for you!
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My names Antonio I’m from Ireland I know how you feel when parents don’t understand interracial dating. I’m black but yet I never dated a black girl in my life. I mostly date white girls but sometimes they’re parents get involved so it doesn’t last. But I regret giving up those times. What I’m trying to say is black white Hispanic chinese Japanese or french it shouldn’t matter if your parents can’t except Your feeling then they don’t love you. Marry who ever you please.
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