This has been my first summer in my town, and I have walked around there as much as I can.
I have finally met some of my neighbors, and my parents are not pleased with the boy I hang out with. We are the same age. He is very smart and never pressures me to do anything, and we talk a lot.
But since he is Arab, punk, poor, and from a single family, my mom considers him a 'lost soul that brings me down'. I am an upper-class prep, so she wonders why we hang out. We do because we compliment each other and actually care about each other.
They also think I am secretly dating him. Whenever they see me with him, they get a disappointed look on my face and then interrogate me.
They also want me home by nine. It was nine o'clock, and my mom called my cell phone. I was on my street, one block away. I got home at 9:03 and my parents grounded me and yelled at me.
Life for me is really sad now. I am judged by my parents, and to top it all off, my next door neighbor who was super nice died yesterday in a freak accident. She was 52, and it was so sudden.
How can they trust that I am fine to be talking to my friend?
I am 14 by the way.
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