#Latoya reynolds

[ninithegreat]

BEN PLUKKET & LATOYA REYNOLDS SCENES

PROM PACT (2023)

[boseobrien]

Prom pact is such a comfort movie.

[blackfemmecharacterdependency]

Realizing that Disney has been putting out content for me as far as Black girls being dope and adored - Secrets of Sulphur Springs, Z.O.M.B.I.E.S., Prom Pact, and National Treasure: Edge of History gave me things I wanted and not too much things I did not, even when she's in a smaller role like Bree or Latoya Reynolds, that she's clearly got good qualities and gets to have love interests like everybody else, or be a main who gets things done and not in a Black Women Save Us way, but just capable and bold while also being kind like Harper and Tasha.

I'm just thinking about how I do have a few nice things to go back to if I get tired of the typical shady ways Black girls are written a lot of the time. I usually fall back onto Craig of the Creek, and still will, but I do appreciate having some live action wholesomeness.

[tarrynmj]

Ben Plunkett 🥜🎫 | Latoya Reynolds 🪩📖

[imjustavenuxwithaboomerang]

ben: if a beautiful woman disagrees with me, i will immediately change my views. i have no principles

latoya: well maybe you should have principles

ben: you're right, maybe i should

[shelbbswrites]

I didn’t have the time (or power. I’m experiencing some severe weather.) to write a Prom Pact review for work. In an effort to write more long form content here, would that be something you all would read over here?

[mercedesssssss]

PROM PACT 2 TRUTHERS!! LISTEN UP AND SPREAD THE WORD!!

ON TWITTER!!!, me (@girlmeetsdelena) and @energytruther are planning a prom pact editing/art day (April 15th) and prom pact watch party (April 16th) NEXT WEEKEND!! all the info is down below & we hope everyone can join/participate!!! @DisneyPlus @itsJulieBowen

[christopherwilde]

At what point will you two stop referring to me by my full name?

[ryrywrites]

Death Star - Ben Plunkett

all dividers cred: @cafekitsune

Pair: Ben Plunkett x fem!reader

Description: When Y/N and Ben entered senior year, they were optimistic. For Y/N, it was one last year to survive and then she was free. But for Ben, this was his last opportunity to make a name for himself. His goals were clear; get accepted into any college, ask his dream girl to prom, and become prom king. Y/N's goals weren't so simple, considering the only person she could see herself going to prom with is head over heels for LaToya Reynolds. Y/N is seemingly forgotten once Ben prom-poses to LaToya and can't seem to get a moment of his time anymore. When prom rolls around, Ben and Y/N are forced to confront the new space between them.

Warnings: fairly angsty, mostly fluffy, swearing, arguing and making up, overbearing mom <3

WC: 1.9k

A/N: Don't you love it when it takes you months to get the motivation to start writing again and then it doesn't live up to your standards? 😃😮‍💨

ben plunkett masterlist × main masterlist

"Breathe in...breathe out..." Y/N held her breath in sync with the audio. She was currently going for the record for the longest headache held in 24 hours. She had tried everything. Hydrating, taking a nap, taking a shower, and now, meditation. It was her mother who had sparked the throbbing pain pounding against her cranium. Of course, Y/N had brought this upon herself in a way. Telling her mother, who was prom queen back in her day, that she no longer wanted to attend the prom was her first mistake. Her second mistake was not sprinting out of the house the minute those words fell from her lips. Even if she had somehow escaped the conversation, she had no where to go. Her best friend, whom she had been avoiding most desperately, wasn't someone she could talk to anymore. Not since the prom-posal. Since Ben Plunkett, the man she had been pining after since they were 13, had asked LaToya Reynolds, the woman he'd been pining after since they were 14, to prom, she had become a ghost to him. Not a single text was returned until at least 3 days after it was sent, no more midnight phone calls, no more snack runs, no more bookstore, movies, waffles, and no more death star.

Something shifted the last time they spoke. It was a quick phone call, curt and nothing special. It was a Friday night, he was apologizing for ditching their plans. It was a tradition they had, the bookstore-movies-waffles thing they did every Friday night. Even before either of them could drive or knew anything about quality cinema. It was theirs and only theirs until it wasn't. His apology was absentminded and rushed, she could hear LaToya in the background telling him to hurry up. The call ended after about 2 minutes, cutting her protests short and gripping her in the stomach with a sharp pain she didn't recognize. After that night, Ben made no effort to return her calls or even talk to her in school. He sat with the Everests and waited on LaToya hand and foot. She wasn't sure what hurt more, the fact that she lost her best friend or that he didn't even seem upset about it. She was torn apart, throat becoming bone-dry every time she saw them together, her heart racing in her ears from both frustration and embarrassment.

Her mother had insisted that she reconsider her decision but Y/N stood firm. Even Mandy begged her to go with her and Graham but there was no swaying her. She was sick at the idea of attending prom or being anywhere near Ben or anyone else for that matter. So here she was, the night before prom, with no dress, no date, and no appetite. She chewed her lips and willed the headache away (or prayed to be put out of her misery). When she and Ben were younger, they would talk about how they were on the same wavelength. That somehow their thoughts were linked, telepathically or spiritually. They knew when one needed the other. Now, Y/N was sure that idea was nothing but a childish notion. She turned her head to the side to examine her bedroom, littered with memories and moments she wanted so badly to go back to. She stood up and felt lightheaded from a combination of crying and basically not moving all day. It was the last Friday she had before graduation next week and she was spending it reminiscing.

She walked over to her nightstand where there stood a gigantic Lego Death Star, unfinished. She and Ben had planned on finishing it before the school year ended. She picked it up carefully and took in every detail, it had taken them the last year to get as close as they were now. They had decided not to glue the pieces down in case they ever wanted to start over, she smiled down at their efforts and, just for a second, allowed herself to miss Ben. That's when she heard her doorbell ring, her mother was always very quick to invite her friends over and allow them to grace her daughter with their sage advice which often consisted of them telling Y/N how much she was breaking her mother's heart over a seemingly meaningless argument or difference in opinion. She heard the creak of the stairs, placing the death star back on her nightstand and moving to open the door. Ben beat her to it and slowly popped his head into the room. The silence was deafening.

Ben walked fully into the room and shut the door behind him. The lump in her throat was impossible to swallow, anything she had to say to him was gone now. So he cleared his throat and decided he would start. "I'm sorry." He chuckled nervously and rubbed the back of his neck. "I probably should've called. I just..." Y/N maintained eye contact, begging him to make this right. "This is weird right?" She nodded and patted the bed, urging him to sit next to her. He trudged over and sat down, sighing. "I know...I fucked up." There's a pause, a comfortable silence. "I don't why but...I broke it off with LaToya." She finally met his eyes. "You did what? Why? What happened?" He opened his mouth to speak but no words came out. "Is she okay?" He nodded, avoiding eye contact. "She took it surprisingly well. In her words she 'saw it coming' and that I 'needed to see you.' She's actually pretty great." Her face became red, she didn't know what to say or how to react. "But the whole time I was with her, something was so off." I held a bubble in my mouth. "She had hot breath? Bad kisser? Glass eye?" He finally laughed. "Not exactly. Everything about her was great." She swallowed the lump in her throat.

"So what was it?" He finally turned to her, fully facing her and smiling like a dork. "Guess." He said softly. It was then that Y/N realized just how close they were. "Did she...have bad taste in music?" The air was buzzing, something was pulling them towards each other. "No." His hands were clammy. He had known immediately what LaToya meant when she said that he needed to Y/N. Every date, every kiss, he was somewhere else. His heart wasn't in it, not because of LaToya, but because of Y/N. But how could he be so stupid? He finally had exactly what he wanted, the girl he'd been infatuated with for years, and he couldn't have been more unhappy. "Did she...chew with her mouth open?" Ben shook his head and smiled knowingly. "Not really." He replied, coming to the conclusion that she wasn't gonna get it. Little did he know, she had butterflies from the anticipation. She wanted desperately for him to tell her why he was here with her rather than with LaToya. LaToya knew why, she had known about a week into dating Ben. The reason they weren't together was because of her. LaToya wasn't mad, she wasn't upset, she was understanding, which only made Ben feel like a bigger dick for not giving her what she deserved.

"I give up. Tell me. What was it?" He wiped his hands on his pants and looked nervous. "She wasn't you." He said, voice shaky. Y/N stayed quiet, but a smile played on her lips. "What?" Her face was on fire, she wasn't sure how to speak anymore. Ben wasn't sure what to say next. They sat there in silence, a weight in the room, a pressure for someone to do something, say something. Ben wanted so badly for her to respond or react in some way, even if it was negative. Y/N felt nervousness fill her chest. "She didn't make me laugh, or make me nervous. There was no... spark. Do you ever-" He cut himself off by rubbing his eyes in frustration. He was struggling to express what he had felt, what words could he use? "I thought I knew what I wanted." Y/N was seeing stars. Ben was wringing his hands in concern. Never, in any conversation they'd ever had, had she been so quiet. "Do you?" She finally spoke, "Know what you want?" All they could do was look at each other. All it took was one look to his lips from Y/N and Ben crumbled.

His hand held her cheek, leaning in to place a sweet, short kiss on her lips. When their lips connected, Y/N remembered the first time she had held his hand. They had decided to go see a horror movie with a murderous clown and cheap jump scares. One jump scare in specific got her and, out of fear (and maybe something else), she had grabbed Ben's wrist to ground herself. She recalled how he laughed at her and grabbed her hand, locking fingers with hers. For him, it was probably nothing. But for her, it was the start of something so much more. Although the the interaction was short, Ben had always wondered about that night in the theater. Did she mean to grab him? His thoughts always raced when he thought about their little touches like that. When she laughed, she'd lean against him and grab his arm (he made sure to make her laugh every chance he got). When she was bored, she'd lean her head against his shoulder or wrap her arms around his neck. Until this moment, he always figured her touches were strictly platonic. He never thought about the possibility that there was more behind each look. Her lips tasted like cotton candy against his. When he felt her return the kiss, his lips curled into a smile.

Though the kiss was short, their palms were sweaty and heads were spinning. As Ben parted from the kiss, he was stuck in place and grinning like an idiot. Y/N couldn't look at him, he looked so goofy. She burst into laughter and laid her head on his chest, trying her best to suppress her fits of snorts. Ben fell back on the bed in bliss, there was no overthinking this part. He quickly got up and grabbed his backpack. Y/N looked at him, red from the laughs and head pounding from a mix of blush and shock. He unzipped his bag and pulled out a piece of paper and a red marker. He placed the paper on her desk and began to write. "What are you doing?" Ben always had random moments of genius, but he considered this to be his best idea yet. When he was done scribbling away on his paper, he held up on display for Y/N to read. There, in red ink, read the word 'Prom?' in bold letters with little red hearts all around it. She examined the paper and beamed, "Yes..." Ben fisted pumped the air and tackled her in a hug, slamming them both onto her bed. "Wait!" Y/N quickly sat up in the bed. "What?" The boy shot up next to her. "What am I gonna wear?" Just then, her mother barged in with a puffy pink and purple dress, perfect for the 80's theme, and a cheesy smile on her face. "Already covered!!"

[livvyofthelake]

anyway prom pact was fun however i'm biased because peyton elizabeth lee could star in the worst movie ever made and i'd still have a good time just having her on my screen. but it was fun <3 tee i think you should give it another chance.... or don't if you really hated it that much i don't think its necessarily your kind of movie i'm not gonna advocate for it that hard. of course it was no honor society but what truly is? it was very similar to the kissing booth except like. produced by disney plus. so kinda weird vibes coming from that. didn't like the cringey gay rep character sorry SORRY he was annoying his sex joke was annoying and cringe and i would rather have gone without it idk why they tried to make the movie edgy or whatever by including lines about sex but they made those lines so bone achingly awkward to hear. like we could have just not done that and no one would have thought the movie better or worse for it... also i already complained about this in my letterboxd review but there should have been bloopers over the credits it's so fucked they didnt do bloopers over the credits this should have been a bloopers over the credit movie.... anyway. loved andi. loved basketball guy sorry for saying he should kill hmself earlier i was misinformed and i don't like offering men the benefit of doubt. loved zed. loved latoya reynolds.... they're so breaking up first semster of college tho no offense. but their asses are not gonna make that work unless they magically went to the same school. and hey maybe they did! in which case good for them they're gonna make it! also loved the risky business one direction promposal that slayed fr.... loved how he took a gap year to figure out his life without his dad's pressure because she impacted his entire worldview so deeply that he wanted to become a better person... that was so penelope 2006 core.... anyway. i literally have homework to do and dinner to eat and another movie to watch tonight. after midnight. i've got homework at midnight lol.... actually i've got other stuff to do i should probably just watch 2 movies tomorrow huh. if i go to the movie theater earlier in the evening i'll watch another movie at night. wait slay i could so do that. ok break!

[boseobrien]

Ben and Latoya are so cute 😟🩷

[blackfemmecharacterdependency]

I lay in bed in the morning and think up so many cute Latoya Reynolds and Ben (Saying this made me think of the Barbie meme) fic concepts, one shots, and drabbles, then fall to sleep for the day and lose them all.

[cyarskj1899]

15 Totally Accurate Tweets About ‘Power Book II: Ghost’ Season 2 Ep. 8

Xaviera BryantJanuary 24, 2022

The shizznit hit the fan on “Power Book II: Ghost” on Sunday night and Monet (Mary J. Blige) was left in the cold with a thin sweater.

Diana (LaToya Tonodeo) dropped more bombs at the dinner table than Funkmaster Flex when he’s on the airwaves of Hot 97 doing thee absolute most!

The streets of Twitter are ablaze as fans of the show react to the episode that was so explosive that it felt like a season finale.

Read totally accurate tweets about “Power Book II: Ghost” season 2 episode 8 below.

As always these tweets contain spoilers, so I suggest you hold off on reading them until you are all caught up on the show.

That wasn’t even the season finale SHEESHHHHH #PowerBookII #PowerGhost pic.twitter.com/fFPwD6yaai

— Woody McClain (@WOODY_THEGREAT) January 23, 2022

Those birth certificate on the table

Monet: #PowerGhost pic.twitter.com/KLFEffFBOk

— tami roman stan account (@Bassicallyme_) January 23, 2022

Even Zeke’s baby picture looks like he confused Lmfaoo #PowerGhost #PowerBookII pic.twitter.com/zNhjQYb43f

— Danagain (@d_graham11) January 23, 2022

Guap after Dru pointed that gun at his head#powerghost #PowerBookII pic.twitter.com/SbnhDssWFz

— ????️ (@notreallyhimm) January 23, 2022

Diana after she blew up the whole family dinner with secrets and lies being brought out:#PowerBookII #PowerGhost pic.twitter.com/1qoRm78kIG

— 28 Years of Bullshit (@WeirdGuyJay) January 23, 2022

Zeke in 6th grade. #PowerBookII #PowerGhost pic.twitter.com/8f9jJzAl3a

— Jas (@IamJasMonet) January 23, 2022

Diana after Monet brought up her fucking Tariq #PowerGhost pic.twitter.com/UEfhcz78Um

— Neon Boudeaux (@Carnage45__) January 23, 2022

Cane, every time Tariq got a good idea ???? #PowerGhost pic.twitter.com/bfPA5GT7cK

— Jessica Scissorhands (@JesScissorhands) January 23, 2022

Monet had Zeke in school like #powerghost pic.twitter.com/syAeym0UJD

— Tyler (@Tsteve93) January 23, 2022

Diana: I ain't the only one fuckin somebody ain't suppose to MA

Monet:#PowerBook2 #PowerTV #PowerBookII #powerghost pic.twitter.com/Mvcz2XAdiK

— PY®️3️⃣❌ (@Reno_childs) January 23, 2022

Cane thinking he got away with that.

Mecca:#PowerBookII #PowerGhost pic.twitter.com/KimVps9HAo

— tami roman stan account (@Bassicallyme_) January 23, 2022

Davis: Professor Milgrim didn’t you sleep with Reynolds, the Lead Detective, Zeke AND me?!!

Carrie:#PowerBookII #powerghost pic.twitter.com/BtOO5Gvxi9

— tami roman stan account (@Bassicallyme_) January 23, 2022

Tariq should know by now , this man only purpose is to surprise him with bad news #PowerGhost #PowerBookII #PowerTV pic.twitter.com/dF0vTjsr50

— Courtney (@alysecourtney) January 23, 2022

How Monet was trying to whoop Diana ass #PowerGhost pic.twitter.com/XvGGZFDcye

— Depressed nets fan (@KobeLebron11) January 23, 2022

watching this episode like #PowerGhost #PowerBookII

pic.twitter.com/RFoRkoWPka

— ????????✨ (@iam_claudia_) January 23, 2022

What was your favorite moment from the episode?

Sent from my iPhone

[boseobrien]

I'm sorry, but I would have had to fight Mandy for that whole prom king thing. Social anxiety is real girly pop💀

[thesustainableswap]

BLM Master Post / Resources

No blog post this week. I felt like this was much more important. Here is a master post of everything I’ve found regarding the BLM movement, from petitions, to where you should donate, to reading, to accounts, to business... hopefully most of what you’re looking for can be found below. If I’ve missed anything vital please let me know and I will add it.

Petitions:

Justice for George Floyd (White House) | Justice for George Floyd (change.org) | Justice for George Floyd (change.org) | Justice for George Floyd (color of Change)

RAISE THE DEGREE - Remove bail for Derek Chauvin, murderer of George Floyd (White House) | Arrest The Other Three (White House) | Raise The Degree (change.org) | The Minneapolis Police Officers to be charged for murder (change.org)

#JusticeforBre (MoveOn.org) | #JusticeforBre (color of Change)

Justice For Ahmaud Arbery (change.org) | Justice for Ahmaud Arbery- Pass Georgia Hate Crime Bill (change.org) | Disbarment of George E. Barnhill (change.org)

Trayvon Martin Law (change.org)

Hands Up Act (change.org)

Justice for Belly Mujinga (change.org)

Justice for Tony McDade (change.org)

Justice for Alejandro Vargas Martinez (change.org)

Justice for Regis Korchinski-Paquet (change.org)

Wrongful Conviction: Julius Jones is innocent (change.org)

Wrongful Conviction: Kyjuanzi Harris (change.org)

Willie Simmons has served 38 years for a $9 robbery (change.org)

Defund The Police Minneapolis (Every Action / Reclaim The Block) | Mandatory Life Sentence for Police Brutality (change.org) | National Action Against Police Brutality (change.org) | Against Police Brutality in France (change.org)

Demand Racial Data on Coronavirus (BLM) | Coronavirus: Demand More from the Government (BLM)

Get Schools to Speak Up (change.org)

Stand with BLM (organizefor.org)

Organisations to Donate to

George Floyd Memorial Fund

Minnesota Freedom Fund

Black Visions Collective

Reclaim the Block

Campaign Zero

Black Lives Matter

UKBLM

National Bailout Fund

Black Earth Farms

Communities United Against Police Brutality

Unicorn Riot

Louisville Community Bail Fund

Rebuilding the Community (We Love Lake Street)

United Families and Friends Campaign

COVID-19: Supporting BAME Communities

House of GG

Trans Justice Funding Project

The Okra Project

Youth Breakout

SNaPCo

Black AIDS Insitute

Trans Cultural District

LGBTQ+ Freedom Fund

For If You Have Little Money to Spare:

Check out these YouTube videos and play them while you go about your day (or actively watch! Up to you.) The ad revenue will be donated to organisations supporting black lives - but make sure you turn off your adblocker first.

By Zoe Amira

By Francesca Grace

By Cindy Marshall

By Danni and Emmyn

Instagram Accounts (source)

Nova Reid

Layla Saad

Rachel Cargle

Check Your Privilege

Rachel Ricketts

The Great Unlearn

Reni Eddo Lodge

Ibram X. Kendi

Galdem

The Irin Journal

Women Who

For Working Ladies

Thyself

Black Girl Fest

UK isn’t Innocent

Readbyrachelaa

Mikaela Loach

Podcasts

About Race with Remi Eddo-Lodge

Conversations with Nova Reid

iWeigh with Jameela Jamil

The YIKES podcast

Have You Heard George’s Podcast?

The World Wide Tribe

Zero Hour Talks

1619 by the New York Times

TV / Film (source)

13th

When They See Us

Selma

The Black Power Mixtape 1967 - 1975

I Am Not Your Negro

The Black Panthers: Vanguard of the Revolution

If Beale Street Could Talk

The Hate U Give

American Son

Trial by Media

Books: (Source)

How To Be Anti Racist by Ibram X. Kendi

Me and White Supremacy by Robin Diangelo and Layla Saad

Why I’m No Longer Talking To White People About Race by Remi Eddo-Lodge

So You Want To Talk About Race by Ijeoma Oluo

The Fire Next Time by James Baldwin

Minor Feelings by Cathy Park Hong

America’s Original Sin By Jim Wallis and Bryan Stevenson

The New Jim Crow by Michelle Alexander

Blindspot by Mahzarin R. Banaji & Anthony G. Greenwald

Good Talk by Mira Jacob

Between The World and Me by Ta-Nehisi Coates

How Does It Feel To Be A Problem by Moustafa Bayoumi

The Fire This Time by Jesmyn Ward

White Fragility by Robin Diangelo

I’m Still Here by Austin Channing Brown

When They Call You A Terrorist by Patrisse Khan-Cullors, Asha Bandele, et al.

An African American and Latin History of The United States by Paul Ortiz

Citizen by Claudia Rankine

An Indigenous Peoples’ History of The United States by Roxanne Dunbar-Ortiz

Mindful of Race by Ruth King

Just Mercy by Bryan Stevenson

Tears We Cannot Stop by Michael Eric Dyson

Stamped From The Beginning by Ibram X. Kendi

Have Black Lives Ever Mattered? By Mumia Abu-Jamal

The Coloraturas of Law by Richard Rothstein

The Warmth of Other Suns by Isabel Wilkerson

Why Are All The Black Kids Sitting Together in the Cafeteria? By Beverly Daniel Tatum

Stamped by Jason Reynolds & Ibram X. Kendi

This Book Is Anti Racist by Tiffany Jewell and Aurelia Durand

Brit(ish) by Afua Hirsch

Children’s Books: (Source)

Malcolm Little by Ilyasah Shabazz

Let It Shine: Stories of Black Women Freedom Fighters by Andrea Davis Pinkney

Something Happened in Our Town: A Child’s Story About Racial Injustice by Marianne Celano, Marietta Collins and Ann Hazzard

My Hair Is A Garden by Cozbi A. Cabrera

Separate Is Never Equal by Duncan Tonatiuh

Young Water Protectors by Aslan Tudor

My Family Divided by Diana Guerrero

We Are Grateful by Traci Sorell

I Am Not A Number by Jenny Kay Dupuis and Kathy Kacer

Schomburg: The Man Who Built A Library by Carole Boston Weatherford

Lailah’s Lunchbox: A Ramadan Story by Reem Faruqi

The Day You Begin by Jacqueline Woodson

The Whispering Town by Jennifer Elvgren

When Harriet Tubman Led Her People To Freedom by Carole Boston Weatherford

When I Was Eight by Christy Jordan-Fenton & Margaret Pokiak-Fenton

Happy In Our Skin by Fran Manushkin

Chocolate Milk, Por Favor by Maria Dismondy

Voice of Freedom: Fannie Lou Hamer by Carole Boston Weatherford

When We Were Alone by David A. Robertson & Julie Flett

Shining Star The Anna May Wong Story by Paula Yoo & Lin Wang

Little Leaders: Bold Women In Black History by Vashti Harrison

Maddi’s Fridge by Lois Brandt

Hair Love by Matthew A. Cherry

Sulwe by Vashti Harrison

A Is For Activist by Innosanto Nagara

Intersection Allies by Chelsea Johnson, LaToya Council & Carolyn Choi

What Is Race? Who Are Racists? Why Does Skin Colour Matter? And Other Big Questions by Clair Heuchan & Nikesh Shukla

Black Owned Businesses: (source)

Wales Bonner

Casely-Hayford

Daughter of a Bohemian


Daily Paper

Aaks: Basket Bags

Martine Rose

Nubian Skin

Sincerely Nude

Liha Beauty

Beauty Stack

Bouclème: Afro and Curly Hair Products

Afrocenchix: Hair Products

The Afro Hair and Skin Company: shampoo bars, hair masks, face masks

Prick: Cacti and Plantcare

La Basketry: homeware

Bonita Ivie: stationery & design

Reset travel: travel cards and workshops

Bespoke Binny: homeware

New Beacon Books: Specialists in African and Caribbean Literature

Original Flava by Craig & Shaun McAnuff

Zoe’s Ghana Kitchen by Zoe Adjonyoh

Hibiscus by Lopè Ariyo

Ethiopia by Yohanis Gebreyesus

Belly Full by Riaz Phillips

Chika’s Snacks

Berry and Brie Grazing Boxes

Yard Confectionery Chocolate

Cabby’s Rum

Cham Cham Hot Pepper Sauce

Stay strong, and get learning (or unlearning)!

[cyarskj1899]

Darnella Frazier’s 10-Year-Old Cousin Who Also Witnessed George Floyd’s Killing Is Proud Of Her Role In Bringing Forth Justice

The 10-year-old is also writing a book about witnessing the fatal shooting of Floyd.

by 

April 21, 2021 at 2:56 pm

Judeah Reynolds, a 10-year-old girl who witnessed the killing of George Floyd last year, said she is proud of the role she played in bringing a guilty verdict against his killer, Derek Chauvin.

Speaking to Good Morning America, Reynolds said she watched the verdict on TV on Tuesday as the former Minneapolis police officer was found guilty of second-degree unintentional murder, third-degree murder and second-degree manslaughter.

Prosecutors recalled the child's words from last year as they made their closing arguments during the trial.

"Ultimately, it really isn't that complicated," prosecutor Jerry Blackwell told jurors. "And what it is you have to decide is so simple that a child could understand it. In fact, a child did understand it when the 9-year-old girl said, 'Get off of him.' That's how simple it was. 'Get off of him.' Common sense."

The child was going to the store last May when she saw Chauvin pressing his knee into Floyd's neck for more than nine minutes. Judeah's cousin, then 17-year-old high school student Darnella Frazier, recorded a video of the tragic incident.

"I think for the family we absolutely know that if not for Judeah we wouldn’t have been in that position at that time, so if not for Judeah there would have been no walk to the store for snacks and the video," Latoya Turk, a family friend, said. "For Judeah, I don’t think she realizes the magnitude that she has changed the world."

Turk stood with Judeah in court as the child testified.

"We're trying to keep her 10-year-old life as normal as possible," Turk said. "As far as Judeah, I don't think she realizes the magnitude that she has changed the world." 

According to The Guardian, the heroic girl said she suffered nightmares after witnessing the killing and relied on her mom’s hugs for comfort.

“I was sad and kind of mad,” she testified in court. “It felt like he was stopping his breathing and it was kind of like hurting him.”

The 10-year-old is now writing a children's book titled, Judeah’s Walk to the Store. She hopes the book will inspire people to "be brave and bring change into their story."

"My mom said that we brought change," the young author said. "My dad said, 'we won.