The Stranger:   "Hello, you are Jonella Beauty, right?"

Myself:     "Yes, I am.  How do you this?"

The Stranger:  "Research.  May I ask you a question?"

Myself:      "Certainly."

The Stranger:   "How can you claim that you had written 37 books.   Despite, the fact that you black people cannot read or write too well?  You......"

Myself:    "EXCUSE ME!"

The Stranger:   "I just want you to answer the question." - End Quote.

       Taken by surprise, do you know that I just turned around and walked away from that rascist, white bastard.  I took a deep breath and thought of how people comes up to you for no good reason.  Who the fuck does he thinks he is talking to?  I have every one of my manuscripts inside differently colored folders and they are stacked up one on top of each other in my bedroom.  My family and my few friends know that I wrote all of my books over the years.  I was not even in this country when I began writting novels, so no asshole is going to come up to me and insult me like that again.  Trust me, if I had trully answered him.  He would have probably called the police for me by now.  I have learned to ignore many idiots like the one I met today.  And all of you know very well that if I was a white woman.  That stranger would have complimented me on my work instead.

       My friends, I have been told worst things by Caucasians and it has made me stronger.  Yet, today I was boiling over.  To be honest, the only reason that I did not commit a crime is because I know it is illegal.  That rascist, white bastard came up to me and said some things that I refuse to repeat on my blog.  He was so very nasty, ignorant and jealous that I will not tarnish my blog with his stupid words.  I am finally calming down now, but I will never forget today.

       I hope that he sees this blog and gets the message.  One thing I do know for sure is that I will be ready for the next person, who wish to insult the author in me.  I worked too long and fucking hard on all of those books over the years, so I dare any bastard or bitch to approach me again.  Accusing me of being a dumb, black bitch.  May you all have a good night!