September 11, 2015

September 11, 2015

A Story by Tamika Finley

"I had nothing to do with 9/11,
I've never even heard of an Osama Bin Laden before then,
I'm just as hurt as the other American residents,
I lost an uncle, brother and sister in 9/11's incident,
Understand that just because I'm Muslim doesn't mean that I make bombs and like to destroy things..."
and the list goes on..

Every year, this day comes around where people remember what happened September 11, 2001. A terrorist attack, an inside job, what started out to be a practical joke for social media ended lives of hundreds and thousands, no one really knows. However, since I am of Muslim religion, I pay the price on this September day every year. People at school look at me with disgusted faces, or don't look at me at all. The friends I usually sit with at lunch, are afraid to eat by me. I am forced to sit alone throughout the day, then tomorrow comes, and I must pretend as if my feelings aren't hurt. "You must understand that to not astray from you on this day, would be a betrayal to my nation", they say. "For all I know, Bin Laden could have been your uncle or cousin", they say. But I don't understand, and I won't understand because I refuse to understand. You want me to understand while I'm continually misunderstood when this time of year comes around. You must understand that I had a younger brother and sister, twins actually, that I lost to the tragedy of 9/11. My uncle worked in that building, 8th floor, couldn't make it out but with too much pride to take his own life. You all must understand that, for all I know Bin Laden could have been a long lost cousin or uncle, but I'm unaware just as you are. You must understand that not all of us are the same. Also, since you've betrayed me the first 9/11, things have never been the same. I don't look at you the same, we aren't friends. All of this is pretend, and on this 9/11 is where the pretending ends. Good bye to you all. I am Muslim and Muslims I will defend. 

© 2015 Tamika Finley


Author's Note

Tamika Finley
I am not Muslim, this journal is complete fiction.
I saw something on a website called tumblr, basically to speak up and out against Muslims being bashed for the tragic events of 9/11/01. Just felt it as an opportunity to put myself in someone else's shoes, write about it and see how it goes.

If you are not familiar with the events of 9/11/01 in New York, USA I'll briefly discuss what happened. It is said that a Muslim terrorist group dropped bombs from 2 planes above the Twin Towers that somehow ignited bombs on every floor (there were 110 floors). People jumped out of the window, people tried taking the stairs, nonetheless, there were 2,752 reported deaths. Supposedly, Osama Bin Laden was the leader or the person responsible for the attack. Now in America, a lot of Muslims feel threatened and/or uncomfortable on this day, not knowing what the next person is thinking of them just because they are Muslim.

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Best 9/11 post I've seen on here.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Tamika Finley

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much!! Really appreciated

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Tamika Finley
Tamika Finley

Detroit, MI



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I am from Detroit, Michigan but I'll be moving to Florida to start my college experience in the fall. I love to read and write, listen to music, laugh. Sex and the city, Dexter and that 70's show are .. more..