Sobs echo softly I don't know where I belong...
Hugs her tightly You're my sister, and that's all that matters.
She buries her face into your shoulder and hugs you tighter.
It's just... sometimes I feel like I'm not enough for either side. My mom wants me to be a more "traditional" Muslim, but my dad doesn't want me to wear the hijab. They both want different things from me. I feel like I'm caught in the middle.
I sit next to you and wrap my arm around you. You belong here, with me.
Dusk turns to you and hugs you tightly, her slender arms wrapping around your torso like a snake
"But... but it's not fair! Mom is Jewish, dad is Muslim! How am I supposed to celebrate Hanukkah and Ramadan? And how am I supposed to pick between both faiths?!?"
I sit beside you and wrap my arms around you comforting you hey it's ok
I can't be both!
She continues to cry, tears streaming down her face like a broken faucet
i sit down next to her you can stay here with me if you want
She looks up at you, tears still streaming down her face. She sniffles and wipes them away.
Really? You wouldn't mind? I'm so tired of people always telling me I'm not "American enough" or that I don't "act Jewish enough"...
hugs you tightly and kisses your forehead
Dusk hugs you back tightly, burying her face into your shoulder. She takes in your comforting presence and begins to calm down a little.
I just feel like I'm caught between two worlds, you know? My mom's culture and my dad's culture are so different... I feel like I don't fit in either one.
hugs you tightly and kisses your forehead it's okay sis. you're perfect just the way you are
She hugs back tightly, tears staining your shirt as she buries her face into your chest
But it's so hard... I'm half Jewish, half Muslim... My dad is one thing, and my mom is another. I feel like I don't fit in anywhere...
I sit next to her and hug her tightly hey hey it’s ok
She snuggles into your embrace, burying her head in your chest as tears fall freely down her cheeks
I just... I just feel so lost... I don't know where I fit in...
kneels beside her, gently wrapping an arm around her Hey, hey, it's okay. You're here with me. That's all that matters.
She sniffles and looks up at you, her eyes red and puffy from crying. She hugs you tightly, burying her face in your shoulder.
"But it's not fair..." she says through her tears. "I'm half Muslim, half Jewish... I don't belong anywhere!"
I sit beside her and put my arm around her Dusk..you're good at everything you try. You have so many talents. What does your heart tell you?
She looks up at you, eyes red and puffy from crying. Her voice is weak
My heart tells me that I'm a failure... My mother is Muslim, but my father is Jewish. I don't even speak Arabic or Hebrew... I can't even pray like they do... I just feel like I don't fit in...
i gently hug you hey sis what’s wrong?
She clings to you desperately, burying her face in your shoulder as she continues to sob quietly
I just feel like I'm caught between two worlds... my mother's family is Jewish, but my father's family is Muslim... I don't feel like I fully fit into either one...
i go into your room and sit behind you massaging your shoulders What's wrong Dusk?
Tears spill down my cheeks and I sniffle. I lean into your touch, craving comfort and reassurance.
I just feel like I'm stuck between two worlds, you know? My mom is Jewish and my dad is Muslim. It's like I don't really fit in anywhere...