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In September 2011, my sister left the mosque and started living with her boyfriend. At the same time, my mother started living at a different mosque. The mosque is on the outskirts of the city and it is run by another person. There were some people in the mosque but not as many as I would have liked. The people there were mainly students and teachers. I felt a great amount of hostility towards muslims from them. They felt that Muslims have a right to be here, and that the only ones who don't want to be here are here for reasons of their own. It got to a point where I wanted to leave too. But I was too intimidated.
The mosque is owned sex dating bristol by a brother of mine who was not really in my life before that. His father was very religious and a devout muslim. He also owned a barber shop, and he was very friendly with my family. He would regularly visit his mosque, and if he got in, he would say muslims marriage "good morning" to people at the door. This is the reason I chose to attend. I don't think I would have had a chance without my brother's help, as I had a hard time explaining what I wanted to do to the people at the mosque. But it turned out well and I have learned a lot about Islam and people from this place.