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Once upon a time...

Once upon a time, there was a young woman who wasn't anything special at all. She was as plain as a rag and perhaps just as dull. Her only friends were the birds who couldn't care less about her unless she had some crumbs, the lambs with their pureness shunned her and the swans despised her plainess. So one day she killed herself; hanging from the maple tree, people started to give a fuck. Then forgot about her again.

This week

Was fuckin awesome

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32/100

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I’ll never ever forget, the first day that we met, we were lying down and sang every word to this song. That’s when I knew I’d fall in love with you.

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I went to the mall, and a little girl called me a terrorist.

My name is Ela. I am seventeen years old. I am not Muslim, but my friend told me about her friend being discriminated against for wearing a hijab. So I decided to see the discrimination firsthand to get a better understanding of what Muslim women go through.

My friend and I pinned scarves around our heads, and then we went to the mall. Normally, vendors try to get us to buy things and ask us to sample a snack. Clerks usually ask us if we need help, tell us about sales, and smile at us. Not today. People, including vendors, clerks, and other shoppers, wouldn’t look at us. They didn’t talk to us. They acted like we didn’t exist. They didn’t want to be caught staring at us, so they didn’t look at all.

And then, in one store, a girl (who looked about four years old) asked her mom if my friend and I were terrorists. She wasn’t trying to be mean or anything. I don’t even think she could have grasped the idea of prejudice. However, her mother’s response is one I can never forgive or forget. The mother hushed her child, glared at me, and then took her daughter by the hand and led her out of the store.

All that because I put a scarf on my head. Just like that, a mother taught her little girl that being Muslim was evil. It didn’t matter that I was a nice person. All that mattered was that I looked different. That little girl may grow up and teach her children the same thing.

This experiment gave me a huge wakeup call. It lasted for only a few hours, so I can’t even begin to imagine how much prejudice Muslim girls go through every day. It reminded me of something that many people know but rarely remember: the women in hijabs are people, just like all those women out there who aren’t Muslim.

People of Tumblr, please help me spread this message. Treat Muslims, Jews, Christians, Buddhists, Hindus, Pagans, Taoists, etc., exactly the way you want to be treated, regardless of what they’re wearing or not wearing, no exceptions. Reblog this. Tell your friends. I don’t know that the world will ever totally wipe out prejudice, but we can try, one blog at a time.

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this is so perfect in absolutely every single way.

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i want this soo bad

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we can still be a brotp

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The Queen of Procrastination (x)

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As if the bed nook wasn’t cool enough, that door leads to the closet, which holds a ladder to a reading space, with the “balcony” window above the bed to look out!