I feel as though I need more than six words to say how I’ve felt my whole 18 years of living. I grew up in Orange County, California and have lived here my whole life. I am of mixed ethnicity, but can not identify with any particular race. I remember coming home from ballet class at the age of 5 and asking my Mom, why I had darker skin but had green eyes, and why my hair was dark and curly. These are things a 5 year old should not be thinking about; but I was confused as to why i did not look like the other little girls in my class. It is hard though, even at almost 18 to look different in a region so dominantly made up of one race.