Suffering

Refugees

Two weeks ago I left my country. I never thought my life would change this way. Now I neither have anyone or anything. Last night, after suffering the unspeakable we  reached Vienna. The police directed us to a center where we regained strength, and this morning an official has informed us of the possibility of seeking asylum.

My memories haunt me. My dear Aleppo, where I lived my childhood, happy with my parents and my brothers. Aleppo city in which I fell in love with a woman who has been the center of my life, and she is no longer exist. The University, where I lived some intense years and many exciting experiences, now bombarded by this collective suicide of my beloved people,

Where will I rebuild my life? Where will I rest?

Reviews

[tlhisler]

You let me wanting more. A goal a writer wants to have. Does this character visit the ruins of his old home? Does he rebuild his new life successfully or not? Is there a new love? What happen the night before?

[Francisco]

I was watching tv news and i tried to imagine suffering of people who have to leave his country. read moreI was watching tv news and i tried to imagine suffering of people who have to leave his country.
Thank you so much for your interest in knowing what is going to happen.
I promise you to find a good thread for this character have a happy life.