Noor's Entry

I’ve been suppressed. By society, by everyone. They won’t let me go. I’m trapped in a cage, people pointing at me laughing. Saying, There goes the Muslim girl kids, don’t get too close, she might be dangerous.

I am not dangerous. I am not a hazardous weapon that shouldn’t be tampered with. I am a human being, just like everyone else. Just like the people who’ve put me in my prison. They’ve imprisoned me and my soul in my own mind. They feed my thoughts with their hatred and pain and words that sting.

But they are not human beings. They are soulless monsters, who feed on my every thought, my every happy memory. They take those thoughts and rip them to shreds. They leave me with nothing else but me trapped in my own brain.

I am not an animal. I am not a force to be reckoned with. I am a delicate being, who’s confidence has been worn down by the words, the words that they say to hurt me. And it works.

I never harmed anybody. I wouldn’t hurt a fly. That fly never did anything to me. But what horrible thing did I do to these people that made them want to hurt me this way? Nothing comes to mind when I think about it, and all I ever do is think about it.

They are killing me softly, through my body, my mind, and my soul. They are doing it to everyone like me, everyone who is different. And we can’t do anything about it. They’ve taken our voice too. When they finish us, we will be left with nothing. Nothing to say, no thoughts to think, and nothing to do.

I’m dancing with death. The death of my being. I may not be dead physically, but mentally, they’re tearing me apart. And I will never escape, because no one will help me. I’m all alone, and alone is what I will be.