My father is a notorious Iranian criminal that operates and lives in Blackpool. He was/is most likely involved with the grooming gangs. My mother is White (English) so I ended up White passing.
>I have blue eyes, black hair but pale white skin and a small nose
>I was bullied for being White-looking by muslim kids and for my mum being a mentally ill runaway
>My dad is involved with this North African kebab shop owner that's also a drug dealer
>My dad went on holiday with the ringleader of the Rotherham grooming gang
>I used to play guitar and hang out with the White emo and nu metal kids
>For some reason my cousin thought that made me "haram" so he raped me as punishment
>I went to the local police and half-way through the interview
>The police officers left the room and my dad dragged me outside and beat me
>Even the White police officers in the station just turned and looked the other way
I was going to be sent to a muslim version of a borstal by my own dad. I cried my eyes out and told him what had happened but he just beat me again. I ran away to London when I was 15. After three weeks of looking for work I ended up outside a hotel crying and penniless. I was rescued by a Dutch Afrikaner guy that was a cook/amateur Musician. I had the most beautiful 7 year relationship with him. He's actually kind of famous on youtube but I don't want to doxx him. In a way I got lucky. Other kids didn't.