The Change

The Change

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How... can I introduce myself properly? Zoey Diaz, sixteen, from Itablistan, a small country located in the middle east, born and raised by a couple who pretty much hated each other's guts. As most girls there, I was expected to become a housewife. I won't say much about it, but I will bring up something very important to me: I've changed. Everything changed for me. While sexism was practically the base of my country's traditions, my foreign mom helped me go from, shy Zoey who had so much to say but wasn't allowed to, to a different Zoey. I've made lots of sacrifices but it was completely worth it.
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I used to be popular, but we all know that. They started bullying Kayla, but I refused. It didn't look like it bothered her, but I saw it in her eyes. It hurt her more than anyone will ever know. No one else noticed, but I did. I saw her clothes start to get baggier as she started to lose weight. I remember her coming back one summer and looking like a twig. There was absolutely nothing to her. I refused to be a part of what they were doing to her, and they hated me for it. They insult me and bully me claiming that I'm her 'best friend' and I'm just like her. They push me off the bus and push me in the hallways. One day they pushed me into my locker and I had to be taken to the hospital for stitches. Just recently, I was walking up to my house and they ran in front of me and pushed me down the stairs. That's how I broke my leg. If they were ask me, I would proudly say that I stuck up for Kayla. More people should have.

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