Kuto anxiously looked around his new surroundings. He had never been to Botswana before, and everything seemed so strange to him. The colors were brighter, the sounds louder, and the people all seemed so different. He felt out of place and uncomfortable, like he didn’t belong there.
He tried to remind himself that he was just there for a short while on vacation, but even still his heart raced as he walked through the streets. He couldn’t help but feel like everyone was staring at him, judging him. They must have been able to tell that he wasn’t from there, that he didn’t fit in. He felt self-conscious and exposed under their gazes.
He walked faster, trying to get away from those prying eyes, but it felt like they were following him wherever he went