Personal Narrative: I Am Cool

Being born in India, plucked from my homeland, then deposited in the United States at a young age, I felt very different from other the students at my school. I came from an ethnic background, I spoke English, but with a foreign accent, I prayed, but to various Gods, I had hobbies that were strange, I ate food that tasted different, I listened to songs with a different beat, I watched movies that had English subtitles, everything about me was different, but there was only one thing I wanted. I wanted to be…cool.
I searched everywhere for what I believed would make me cool. I beheld for the words to describe the groups I desperately wanted to join. Over time, I decided to join several clubs to find what I was looking for. This included Hope