~I needed something to write and was having writers block on the Tomate that Stole My Heart. After reading Why I am this Way again I decided to make it like a diary of sorts for countries like Hong Kong , torn apart by the ones they loved. I can't think of another country at the moment so I decided to do one about Hong Kong again, enjoy ^^~
In the Middle- A Hong Kong pov
I've always been in the middle. Coming from two different worlds isn't always as cool as they put it. Sure, it makes you more interesting when you're in elementary school, where nobody judges too harshly. It isn't until middle school and high school when you know your enemies. Sometimes I walk the halls feeling so alone. Sure, I have a lot of 'friends' but I never feel truly accepted.
That's what I get up for going to school in an almost all white community. At school I'm not the smartest; don't get me wrong I'm certainly not average, more like in the middle between smart and Average. I always strive to do better, but it's hard to do when people look at you funny when you speak up to answer a question in class. Sometimes you can even see the racism glittering in their eyes.
Whenever mom and dad are fighting, it breaks my already fragile heart. It doesn't matter if they are silently fighting or full on arguing, they always want me to take a side. When I do choose a side, I feel as if I'm choosing which person I want to be. If I want to be Asian or white. What I really want to tell them is:
"Stop! Stop making me choose!"
"Don't you see you've hurt me enough?"
One look at their faces however, my face turns to stone and I try to block them out. Not getting into the middle of the arguments that I've been thrust into since almost birth.
I don't want to choose, I don't want to be in the middle. I want to be free. I'd rather be one race, fully. No other race that tells me apart from everyone else. I know my parents want me to stand out, to succeed. If only they knew I'd rather blend in. If it were a perfect world, I'd want to be…well normal. I'm not saying I'm not normal, if that's what you're getting at. In all honesty I do desperately want to stand out, but at the same time I don't.
I don't want to be a half blood anymore, unfortunately I can't change that. The best I can do now is stick to my family and my so called friends. Tough out my situation until I'm old enough or brave enough to break free. To break free of being in the middle, to break free and to finally be…me.
~Thank you for reading! Rate and review. I hope I didn't make that many people cry.~