Hello again!

READ THIS NOTE BEFORE READING THE ONE-SHOT!

Sorry, it took me so long to post this, but I was nervous about the topic that I chose for this one-shot.

When I saw this quote from Orlissa, I immediately thought of Raina and when I saw the world adversity paired with that, I immediately thought of the time in America when there was racial segregation.

Now, if you read my profile, you know that I am African-American. This that I have written about is MY history. The fact that stuff like this happened is not something that I can ignore. I will not take crap about it.

So, I have written this one-shot placing Raina in the time of racial segregation in America. If you are uncomfortable reading this, please move on to the next one-shot when it comes out.

I mean to offend no one when use the wording I use. These are the words I felt were appropriate for a one-shot like this.

I am dedicating this one-shot to all of the people who lost their life do to racial prejudice, my uncle John being one of them.

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To EmmaJMcGhee – I'm glad that you loved it and I made your dream a reality.

To Spitfire303 – If this was what happened in the show, I am definitely sure he would have betrayed the team.

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Thank you to the 14 members who favorited this story and the 20 who followed it.

I hope you enjoy!

You Can Quote Me on That

"The flower that blooms in adversity is the rarest and most beautiful of all"

~ Submitted by Orlissa

You Can Quote Me on That

They called her "ugly".

They called her an "alien".

They told her that she didn't belong in "their" world.

And why…

Because she was black.

Raina has dealt with this all her life. She lived in the time of segregation where her people were not allowed to have the same privileges as others.

When she was little, she was forced to go to a school that was five miles away from her house. She wasn't allowed to sit in the bus if others needed to sit. She wasn't even allowed to drink out of the same water fountain.

She lived in a "separate but equal" world. She was more compliant about living in it than others.

Some did "sit-ins". Others did peaceful protests. Some went as far as using the "whites" facilities. Not many of these ended well.

The "Whites" beat them. Lock them up. Send rabid dogs after them…Kill them.

While many continued to rise up against this, Raina kept her composure.

Every time she heard of someone who lost their life to this senseless violence, she would continually go to their grave and plant Forget-Me-Nots.

She refused to let their stories be forgotten.

Once the local newspaper covered her story, the story of a woman planting flowers to show that these people would not be forgotten. They called a "rare beauty" of the time.

People admired her for her gift to the lost and others joined to plant flowers of their own at the graves.

Roses. Lilies. Tulips. Daffodils.

All of these flowers would crowd the cemetery. Showing beauty in the time of adversity.

Many years later, Raina's granddaughter, Rose, continued to plant Forget-Me-Nots at the graves of the people who had lost their lives during the time of "Jim Crow".

Because she still refused to let those people's stories be forgotten.

You Can Quote Me on That

I hope that you have all enjoyed this one-shot and will be back for more.

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Thank you!

~ JuicyJams