This is the story of a lonely girl. Well maybe lonely isn't quiet the word here considering she is the youngest of four children and twenty-four grandchildren. Hanna Anwaar is lonely in the sense that no one seems to understand her. Before you go any further this story is not what you think. This story is not about a girl trying to "find herself." She knows exactly who she is and what her beliefs are and is very set in those ways. This is also not your average Muslim Girl story
Most of the situations that appear in this story have happened to me or someone I know at one point or other, slightly modified as to protect the privacy of those involved and for entertainment purposes. A story about a Muslim girl living in New York City.