Be me.
In United States for university.
In dorm.
My two housemates are nice, but they keep inviting over this friend of theirs named Chance.
He is black boy who comes over all the time, and I hate his cocksure attitude.
Inevitably, a vile incident occurred between me and him.
I was eating a meal in the kitchen when he came over and started bragging to my housemates about his success with girls.
I couldn't stand it, so I proceeded to ask them all if they were virgins.
They all looked at me weirdly and said that they had lost their virginity long ago.
I felt so inferior, as it reminded me of how much I have missed out in life.
And then this black boy named Chance said that he lost his virginity when he was only thirteen!
In addition, he said that the girl he lost his virginity to was a blonde white girl!
I was so enraged that I almost splashed him with my orange juice.
I indignantly told him that I did not believe him, and then I went to my room to cry.
I cried and cried and cried, and then I called my mother and cried to her on the phone.
How could an inferior, ugly black boy be able to get a white girl and not me? I am beautiful, and I am half white myself. I am descended from British aristocracy. He is descended from slaves. I deserve it more.