I'm a guy from north Africa and my name is Oussama (i know what you're thinking about but no i'm not Oussama ben laden) and yeah i have a bad English sorry about that anyway! When i was 3 years old my parents decided that we're going to travel to the Us to live a better life there. My dad had a great job and my mom was taking care of me at home and i was going to school at that time everything was fine until this happened.
Yeah Oussama ben laden attacked the twin towers and since that day my whole life has turned upside down, students teachers started hatting me at school because of my name and everybody get's scared once they hear it ! I remember once at a bus i was running and my mother wanted me to stop and sit down she called me by my name and then this happened... in the next bus stop everybody on that bus steeped out off it was so weird i can remember what happen that day i can never forget i was only a kid... i'm not going to bomb that bus it make me feel sad every time i think about it now.
After what happened in that bus my parents decided to start calling me Sam but it didn't change that much we was forced to go back to our country and that's what we did we started our life all over again. I'm a Muslim person and i'm against terrorism just to let you know guys.
I really want to go back to the Us but i don't think it would be easy for me at all, there's still racist people out there i never told my story to someone this is the first time that i share it i really had to do it and i'm feeling way better now :) Any tips would be appreciated.