Today's prompt: Roots
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As a child you would always find me in a small secret compartment behind our closet. When I found it, it was like Narnia opened up to me. It was just the perfect place for me and my dolls and our adventures. I spent lifetimes in that little room. I was running away. I was ashamed. I didn't like being different. I wanted so badly to be like my American friends. I had so many restrictions because I was a girl, because of my religion. I desperately wanted to sever these ties. I abandoned everything associated with my culture, my heritage and immersed myself in being something else. Something better. Every so often... I look around and wonder if I belong anywhere. I've moved here and there and floated from place to place never actually staking claim. Somedays, even though I detest and abhor my past, I wished I had learned more about where I came from.
I love your description of the secret compartment as Narnia. Being the different one as a child can be so very painful. I hope you are able to learn more about where you came from and find those things about it that bring you joy.
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ReplyDeleteheartbreaking and mesmerizing at the same time! I so wish I had a secret place behind a closet...even today!
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