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Samira raised her hand to her neck; something was choking her; she couldn’t breathe…her hand touched the smooth fabric of her hijab…oh; she sighed in relief, that was it…but wait, did she wear a hijab that…. Her classmate Mary stirred beside her, snapping her out of her reverie. Samira looked around the room; her classmates all studying; or doing their best to. It was hot; there was no light as usual. She tried to find a more comfortable angle…she felt weird. Something was wrong about today; she didn’t know what it was… Her eyes went back to her book; she wasn’t ready for the exams; she hadn’t been studying. She still remembered when
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