Come on, pick a side already.

Sophia,
Chattanooga, TN

Growing up biracial, I never knew where I fit in outside of my home. Two cultures, two religions, two completely different lifestyles. I did not want to be Arab most of the time. I wanted to fit in with the majority of my school, who were white Christian Americans. It was an everyday battle; concealing one side of myself, and picking the other.


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