In Vancouver, Canada, during my parent’s vacation, I was born on Oct. 23, 200*. My parents took me to Chula Vista, and we moved to poway when my little brother was born. I was three years old. I grew and grew, in the diverse San Diego community with my muslim brothers and sisters. I went to preschool, then went to TK at a completely different school. The teacher hated me because I was the only non white person in class. All my classmates hated me because I wouldn’t randomly kiss the boys on the cheek during story time (WE WERE IN TK). I kinda became an angry child, and it was the worst age to be one. I would bite the other kids during tag on the playground, and I punched my older-grade “buddy” because he pulled my hair. I have never told anyone about my anger until this day. Finally, it was summer break. My parents saw that I was angry, and they helped me. I was completely passive in kindergarten and I attended a new school starting that year. I made many friends, including @SomeAsianGurl. I went to second grade, and made a friend, Helena. We were really close, and me, SomeAsianGurl, and Helena were a tightly knit friend group. Third grade. We were no longer in each other’s classes. We were all spread apart, but we played with each other at recess and lunch. Fourth grade. Kiara came. Helena and Kiara started to worship each other. They teamed up, told all the rumor spreaders about my crush on some boy, and I never knew. I stopped cruising on him shortly after. SomeAsianGurl was my closest friend and still is. Helena and Kiara confessed, and I abandoned them. They were freaking try hards in fifth grade, and I swear they were and probably are hoes too. They are always swiping their hair over there eyes, and try to be popular. Needless to say, they are infamous. Infamous for always showing off their phones and walking dramatically to the exit after school. In the middle of the year, I became somewhat friends with Shreya and Anika. They are still really nice. I don’t really have any sadness in this story, but I enjoyed telling it, and I won’t tell any more.
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