12:09pm 

Burgers are good but Miso soup will always be the best. My name is Yamakawa Reika, I'm an immigrant who lives in the USA.

Some people would think I am lucky to live here. Nah, you guys aren't even close. I'm not.

Why? Well, no offense but It feels like I'm in hell. As if I'm thrown into a fiery furnace.

Especially with xenophobic people like-

"Hey you! Asian girl!" I turn around... Great. What does 'he' want?

I just ate the Tonkatsu bento that I made.

I ignored the several insults and snickers I get from them.

People glare at me like I don't belong here, they stare at me like I'm some kind of alien and worst. They bully me and make fun of the way I look, act, and live as a Japanese person. In short, being foreign isn't a trend in powerful countries like this.

Honestly, It would be better if I was an alien.

Why?

If I was an alien at least I would be distinct from them because it is clear that I'm not mortal in any aspect; plus I would just wait for my UFO to take me away from here.

The so-called jock kept on mocking me, "Hey. Y'all heard that Japanese porn has twelve-year-old kids in it?!?"

The crowd in the cafeteria laughed. Some girls even looked at me with disgust.

One guy came up to me and wrapped his arm around me, he made me feel uncomfortable. "Hmm... you must be into that kind of stuff? Wouldn't ya say Asian freak?"

I shoved him. "Please. Stop it." I stuttered a bit because I couldn't express the English language verbally. I sound terrible, I know.

I took a deep breath, I gotta wake up and smell the roses or should I say the thorns.

Until I suddenly smell rotten fish.

They threw it right on my table. People covered their noses and so did I.

"Want some sushi, Asian freak?" A bunch of jocks laughed at me as they placed the lumpy fish on my lap. I picked it up and wiped my jeans with a napkin.

They high-fived, "Yo. Let's post this online. Let's call it the 'Japanese chick with a sushi kink'." the thin-framed 'manuke' suggested.

"It stinks just like you."

"Get out of our place. You're not even welcome here."

The entire students in the cafeteria laughed. Wait. Even the lunch lady?

I just ignored them and gently placed the fish back on the table.

I remained with my stern face as I grabbed my hand sanitizer cleansing my hands to get the freaking smell off.

The group of jocks raised an eyebrow seeing that I was not affected by their actions.

"Maybe she did not understand what I said because I'm speaking ENGLISH." said the jock with messy blonde hair and pale white skin.

I just roll my eyes at their actions. I started poking my food, also avoiding contact with them, hoping that they will get tired and leave me anytime soon.

"ARE YOU-" he gestured to me,"-A FEMALE DOG? ARFFFFFF! " He shouted loud enough for anyone to hear, then he barked like a dog making everyone in the cafeteria burst into laughter.

"WOOF WOOF WOOF." The blonde-haired jock crawled and howled.

I cursed under my breath.

"SHIT. SHE'S GON BARK ANYTIME SOON!"

Why aren't the teachers doing anything?

I can't believe these people are degrading me for my ethnicity.

"Hey."

Cue the astonished students shutting up for the first time.

"First of all, I'm Japanese, not deaf. Also, I have a name and I can speak an adequate amount of English; thanks for asking. Lastly, if you are just gonna insult me? Then get the hell out of my sight!" I gritted my teeth as I stood up and slammed the table. "People like you are the reason why immigrants are traumatized here. RACISTS like you!" I emphasized.

I glared at them directly as their confused expression turned into a smirk.

The one with a mohawk came near me as he grabbed me by the collar. I trembled.

What did I just do now?

"You don't know who you are messing with Asian freak!"

"You? You're the one who should get out of our sight. Fucking virus." The blonde-haired jock beamed.

I glared back, "What makes you think you can get rid of me-"

They exchanged glances, "This one got balls to challenge me, eh?"

"Camera's rolling boss." The skinny-framed guy taking a video of the entire scene specified. He continued, "I'll help you regain your senses. This is USA... not your home shit home, Japan. This is our territory and you don't belong here."

Those words got me bad.

"So? What are you gonna say now? All of us here are alphas while you are just a whiny loser who forces themselves into our pack. Listen here, the plane may have brought you here but you have no right to this place. You're a fucking ASIAN."

The girl in glasses who sat across from my table murmured, "Ugh. Immigrants are the reason why our economy is going downhill. Those dumbasses are acting like they own the place."

"Yeah, whatever the nerd said." a random voice from the other side of the cafeteria responded.

"We'll make things clear for you." The jock with mohawk held me up, "You don't belong here. From head to toe, inside or out- we're not the same. Our school was normal the way it was. We don't need an outcast like you to join in."

He released me, making me fall leaving a loud thud.

"That bitch doesn't know who she's messing with. Screw her."

The bell rang.

I just looked around then these people were giving me wicked looks and dirty glances as if someone committed treason.

If only I was an alien... let my UFO take me.

Just send me back home.

"Haha idiot." I was kicked in the shin by bystanders passing by.

"What a fool. She should have at least learned English properly. She pronounced "L" in lastly to 'Rastly.' "

"LEAVE. LEAVE. LEAVE."

I ignored them. Some moron even vandalized my bag while I was cornered. Right now, my bag is filled with stones and fish. The worst part was the one written at the front, "GET OUT VIRUS".

I don't belong here. I don't. I just don't.

I felt tears escape from my eyes. So, this is what they call "the land of the free?"

I feel imprisoned and tormented. Someone, please set me free.

-End-