I was born into the world of white privilege. A world that without knowing back then gives me advantages and safety above others. I learned as I aged how people with skin that differs from mine had to fear what I didn’t. And were not handed advantages as I was.

This was the life I lived. One in which I did not have to deal with hatred, stares or fear because of my tone of skin. A pigmentation that was handed down from my ancestors. This somehow entitled me in the world’s eyes.

At a young age I started to see this world and saw the wrong in it. I never understood why others hated someone due to pigmentation. In the white world, I was scared for them, not of them. Actions, not skin is what make a person.

This white world is one I can never escape, but I want to people to embrace each others difference, because we all bleed, we all feel.

This was my life, and I wish for all races to feel this secure. I wish to break this world of exclusiveness. To have everyone on the same playing field. Because we are all in this world together, brothers and sisters in the human race.

And I wish every person in the world could live without fear and feel safe in their own skin.

So, I write. Giving my characters the diversity I see. Shining light on those who don’t tend to be written or shown as a hero or someone to take pride in.

The world I live in is full of color and I wish to show that in the worlds I create. In hope that younger generations can find someone in my book to look up to. And to show a world where everyone can live in equality.