I am lost somewhere in-between American and Muslim. One is a nationality, while the other is a faith, yet they both struggle to coexist. On one hand I am angered by the radicals that have hijacked my religion, while on the other hand I am angered by the constant feeling of being singled out in my own country. There is no way to avoid this awkward feeling, especially growing up in a post-9/11 world, in which American society has dissected my identity and placed it under a microscope.

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