Dirty Laundry This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

April 2, 2009
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He is your world. He is the one you would live and die for. You love the color of his skin – different from yours – the perfect balance between light and dark, day and night. You love the way he tells you he loves you. He says he'll marry you someday.

But your mom does not approve. You wonder every day how anyone can be so bigoted. Has she not felt the way you do at some point in her life? She doesn't understand, just rants and raves about your “taste in men” in that nasally voice you hate – the one she only uses when she's angry.

Later you sit on your bed, and turn up the volume on your iPod. “All the Same” by the Sick Puppies blasts through the ear buds.

Wrong or right … black or white … if I close my eyes … it's all the same.

Your mom has forbidden you from seeing him again, and Dad's taken to keeping a shotgun in the living room.

In my life … the compromise … I'll close my eyes … it's all the same.

You remember telling him you were afraid but that you wouldn't stop seeing him. He asked you to run away with him, just drop everything and run, figure it out as you went. But you said you wanted to wait and see if it would blow over. The look in his eyes was sad, as if he knew your parents would never accept him.

You hop off your bed and start shoving clothes into an duffel bag, making a trip to the bathroom for your toothbrush. You head to your desk and stare blankly at a piece of paper, pencil in hand. You write a quote that has been in your heart from the minute your parents told you that you were making a big mistake. It's short, but it's all you need to say.

You head down the hall to the laundry room. Your mom has piles of clothes on the floor, organized by color. You grab bits from every pile and toss them to the middle, creating a mound no longer separated into lights and darks.

Green, yellow, red, blue, black, white – all heaped into one huge pile. You lay your message on the top. It doesn't say who you're with or where you're going, but it wouldn't be hard to figure out.

“Laundry is the only thing that should be separated by color.”

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MeganSeesStarsThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Dec. 20, 2010 at 6:01 pm
I like it. i think it should've been written in 1st person though...idk maybe its just me but the you..you.you. annoys me in this story
amaranth178 replied...
Jan. 11, 2011 at 12:33 am

I actually thought that the 'you-you,' was a thing to be appreciated as it is rare to find writers that correctly use the second-person point of view. It takes a sort of talent to complete a story in this point of view without losing the reader or rambling with descriptions.

It may or may not have been the best point of view for this idea, but that decision is always, ultimately, up to the writer.

I enjoy the honesty of the story. It is short but to the point and addresses a ser... (more »)

writer500 said...
Dec. 20, 2010 at 5:56 pm
Hey I think this was great! And look up some of my work writer500.
anonmyous said...
Dec. 20, 2010 at 4:16 pm
i liked it lots! perfect!
XxMyLove4MusicxX said...
Dec. 17, 2010 at 3:16 pm

Amazing that quote is just so beautiful " Laundry is the only thing that should be seperated by color".

Keep Up your work:)

doubleblacklover said...
Nov. 28, 2010 at 10:06 pm
I love the whole laundry thing, never would have thought of that, how'd you do it?! Just loved it, keep writng. Please check some of my stuff out, maybe I'd get some REAL advice!
franc said...
Nov. 28, 2010 at 7:58 pm

i loved this!

1. the sick puppies= MY FAV! haha

2. it may not be color, but my parents hate my boyfriend because of his age. it isnt fair but i refuse to give him up.

keep writing. i loved this!

D_Beauty said...
Nov. 28, 2010 at 6:28 pm
Wow! I love this! I can definetly relate to this. The mother is like my father. This was truely cool. Keep writing! 
Trulie said...
Nov. 28, 2010 at 4:41 pm
SO TRUE. loved it. keep writing. =)
MissionaryKid said...
Nov. 28, 2010 at 3:56 pm
That is so sad and very romantic! I love it!
Bay S. said...
Nov. 28, 2010 at 3:53 pm
great work- i truly take it to heart
luvstoread123 said...
Nov. 28, 2010 at 10:39 am
I really love this story! It's really amazing!
writerinfinity said...
Nov. 28, 2010 at 8:26 am
Really good! I enjoyed the style of writing you wrote this story with. I really like the quote at the end.
Eer320 said...
Nov. 28, 2010 at 8:01 am
That was really good!  I had heard that quote before, but now, it makes so much more sense and has so much more meaning.  :D
anne.Brooke said...
Nov. 28, 2010 at 7:32 am
thats really really nice...color is not a code for love...
Chanchie said...
Nov. 28, 2010 at 6:36 am
this was really good!! <3
ManiLove said...
Nov. 28, 2010 at 1:03 am
i really loved thiss! it was amazinggg !
bob the builder said...
Nov. 19, 2010 at 1:56 pm
Amazin my mom is white and my dad is black wonderfully written bus 474 rules
singergurl12 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Nov. 22, 2010 at 6:33 pm

haha i love you, Elijah. although i kind of can't believe you said wonderfully...

this kid is a really great friend and despite his bob the builder pun really smart. I immediately thought of him when i read this- it is so true. amazing imagery and detailing- good work, Zero_K!!! I love how you let the reader paint their own picture. keep writing!

Madi L. said...
Nov. 16, 2010 at 5:19 pm
that was really moving and the last part was so true
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