That was until my sophomore year of high school, when I was taken from the spotlight and moved to irrelevance; also known as Missouri. The main reason that Missouri was so irrelevant to me was its location. It was way too south to be considered nothern, but not …show more content…
Always growing, changing, and by the time you get used to something, it’s gone. There’s something about this eccentricity that draws people to it, in the hope that they too can be a part of the madness. This was one of the very reasons that I feared a relocation to what I thought was the most monotonous states in the country. Without the big cities, quaint beach towns, and the rest of the captivations that I had become accustomed to, my main concern was how I would possibly be able to amuse myself. It was not only the state that made me so apprehensive about living there, it was also the city. I grew up in the bay area, where it looked like the visual embodiment of the “American Melting Pot.” Where I was moving to in Missouri, it looked almost overwhelmingly white. There I would no longer have my Muslim neighbors, or the little mexican girl that I played with at recess as child, who grew up to be one of my closest confidantes. Diversity was one of the principles that to this day I believe in the strongest, and was the main component for the pride I took in California. Being part of such a large integration of different people and cultures made me feel like I was apart of something greater than my own little bubble. The moving to a less diverse place made me fear that my widened horizons would be slammed