I was a racist and a nazi until I met my best friend.

At the age of 13-15 I was a total racist, I was calling everyone the n word and was hating everyone who wasn’t white. I said I was a Nazi and believed in everything they believed in and did. My school was full of immigrants and I hated them for it. I was the racist and hateful kid in class.<br><br>One day a new kid joined our class, he was black and I made fun of him. He seemed like a very shy kid and I made fun of him for it. One day when everyone else was out of class or something he came to me and talked to me. He asked me why I’m being mean and why. I told him it’s because he’s black and I don’t like black people. <br><br>He asked me why, and I told him it’s because my dad and grandad don’t like black people either. He asked me why and I said I don’t know.<br><br>Then he asked me if I’ve ever talked to a black person or been friends with one? I said no. He then said “How can you hate me for the colour of my skin if you’ve never talked to me or been friends with me. You’re being a racist and a dickhead for no reason.”<br><br>At the time I thought he was being mean to me but now I realise he was right. <br><br>That day on we became class friends. Then outside of school friends. We’d chill at his house everyday and I got to know him. We bonded over gaming and just having a laugh. <br><br>Then more blacks joined our school and I started talking to them too and realized they’re not different from me. Since the day I met him I stopped being a racist. I still have my own opinions but I’m not a racist anymore and I’m not a nazi anymore. <br><br>He changed my life and I was able to make more friends because of him. Even though we went to different colleges and I don’t see him as much anymore, he’s still my best friend and forever will be.