I appreciate being in India for vacations — I wear a kurti every day because I can. I feel like a princess in saris. I spend ten minutes picking out the perfect bindi to wear. He loudly asks me why Indian girls are so hairy. I end up at my old elementary school for an away game and fake a stomach ache so I can sit out the whole time. Those two weeks that it took for the hair to grow back are blank in my head. My stomach still turns every time anyone mentions anything about body hair, facial hair, or hair in general. I blink back tears all day until I get home, where I cry and cry. I am sprawled on the scratchy gray carpet in my sixth grade classroom, scribbling on a big sheet of paper with my table group.
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