*NEW Finding My Way

*NEW Finding My Way

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Leena is NOT your typical Arab-American. Leena moved from Dearborn, Michigan leaving behind her Family, Friends and her so called dignity. It was 5 years after her father died from Cancer,4 years since she left Dearborn and 3 years since her mom decided that she was going to be an niqabi. Her teenage years were only a taste of how hard life is going to be. Now she is 19 with a High School diploma and no Post-Secondary Education at all instead she is working as Part time Security management for the Cities Transit and Subway System and part time at the most busiest Coffee chain in America, You guessed it Starbucks. A lot of her friends are out in the state going to college having the best time of there lives and she's out working to support her family and actually live in a home rather bed room. But why would Leena's family leave there community to go to what she considers the most obscured City in America and how did Leena go from conservative Muslim girl to Betty Crocker from the hood? As bad as she thought her life was, She was offered free tutor from this guy she just met. He's name is Adam, He's 21 and he's M- Find out by reading.
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Worth It

"I don't get it! Why do you keep doing this to me?!" His words were wrapped in molten lava, hands in his hair, eyes closed tight. My heart hammered at my ribcage. I knew where this was going. "You pull me in, then you push me the hell away!" He shook his head at me in disgust. I felt a piece of me break at every disappointed word he'd said, the panic was rising through every crevice of my body. "I'm done Al, I can't keep playing this game with you. I can't keep picking up the casualties on my own. I am tired, I'm just tired of trying to make you love me." He let out in defeat and waited for my response. Alarms started going off in my head but all I could do was look down in shame. When I didn't say anything, he looked at me a moment longer and turned to walk away. Everything in me was screaming at him to stay but no sound would come out of my mouth. He was walking at such a slow pace I knew he wanted me to call him back. But as I opened my mouth to scream his name, I remembered something Amirah had told me a few weeks ago. "Allah sends you signs to show you that someone isn't good for you and when you still don't let go, he makes them hurt you so that you have no choice but to" I wasn't good for him so I let him go. _____________ This is Alanna's story. It combines the tragedies of her past, the trials of the present and what ties them together. Buckle up because this is one hell of a story.

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