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I met her in 8th grade and for some reason me and my friends made fun of her. She was just one of those people who fell victim to mean 8th grader behavior. My first experience with a Muslim was where I victimized her, and she sat in silence and probably felt sorry for us.
Years later, right after high school I think, I met her again through a mutual friend. We became friends and started hanging out. We ended up making out actually and I appreciated that, because making out is awesome, right?
On the way home from the movies I asked her what religion she was because the topic came up somehow. She replied, "Muslim". That was the first time I found out she was Muslim and I didn't even know what a Muslim was, nor did I care. After all, this girl liked me and we were hooking up. Could anything else matter? Nah.
World peace bitches. That's how.
Years later, right after high school I think, I met her again through a mutual friend. We became friends and started hanging out. We ended up making out actually and I appreciated that, because making out is awesome, right?
On the way home from the movies I asked her what religion she was because the topic came up somehow. She replied, "Muslim". That was the first time I found out she was Muslim and I didn't even know what a Muslim was, nor did I care. After all, this girl liked me and we were hooking up. Could anything else matter? Nah.
World peace bitches. That's how.
