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I hate wearing the hijab. I hate it so so much. I want to be like the other girls. Like the one I see in the streets. They have no idea how lucky they are. I want to feel the wind on the back of my neck. I want to know how it feels to have the wind catch at my hair. I want the people to know that I am pretty. I want to feel pretty. I feel like I'm wasting my youth. I see the girls in the streets and on the internet and wish that it was me. I wish I didn't live in this economy, in a place that makes girls feel like they're prisoners. I wish I could wear short sleeves in summer. I wish I could go out without feeling insecure. I wish I could wear a cute mini skirt. I was twelve. I was twelve and I had to cover every single part of me expect my face and hands. It's been four years and I haven't felt the wind against my skin. I wish I could get out of this place.