Freedom Again

How it feels to be lonely?

" I guess you are too shocked that you forgot how to talk," she said taking a step towards me. 

I rolled my eyes and turned on my heels to leave.

" Oops, I think I am not done with you yet," she said grabbing my hand, I brushed it off, only for her to grab my headscarf.

I turned around quickly. 

" What's wrong with you?" I yelled, fixing my scarf. However, she didn't pull away. 

She turned around to the group of girls she was with, smirking.

" Oh, you think I would always be that the pathetic friend of a piece of dirt like yourself?" She said her attention on me now.

" Poor you, you think you are something special, huh? God, what was I thinking being a friend of a disgusting item like you."

Item?

I felt my heartbreak at her words, how could she be so mean after being the most amazing friend ever.

She was like a sister to me.

Oh god, please have mercy on me.

I bit my lip to stop tears to fall. I can't let her see me cry, not after showing her true colors.

" Listen here, you b***h, don't look at me like that like you are the victim. Who can blame them? Do you not look at yourself in the mirror?" she said, making my heartbreak more than it already is.

Not her too. She can't be doing this.

" or, oh did your stepfather break it," she said mockingly, my eyes widened, she took it too far.

" Did I hit a nerf?" she said smirking, I blinked once, twice?

I could not believe my ears. 

NO, NO, No!!!!! my eyes sting, my heart aching, I felt sick like I am about to faint.

How cruel would my life get?

Ignore Karima!! she doesn't deserve this, my subconscious told me;

I need to ignore her indeed.

I exhaled, turning around, only for her to take off my headscarf, I panicked.

This can't be happening, I hurried and covered my hair with my hands, tears streaming down my face now.

I shoot her a dangerous look. while all she did, was smirk, my scarf on one of the guys far away from me.

I hurried and ran toward him, oly for him to throw it to the ground stepping on it.

" You don't need it, your hair is beautiful" he said mocking me, they knew the meaning of it.

They knew I was a Muslim. They knew it was a necessity. Yet, they did this.

I fell to the ground my long honey hair falling from the bun. 

I tried to yank the scarf from his feet, but I couldn't.

Many took off their phones recording the whole thing. While I was numb. 

I deceived my god. everyone saw me and my hair. 

everyone was laughing when I finally succeed to pull the scarf away from his feet, it dirty stained with dirt.

I pulled on my head, standing only to look at Tania, a smug look on her face.

" you will regret this, we both know you will," I said, running to the bathroom.

My heart beating fast, I felt like s**t.

What I feared happened, Now everyone will see that, I am doomed.