warda...

never thought such misery would run free on earth and not one ever interested.. what to say

Warda was so proud of herself, she was almost 18 y, her dreams were always high

she never thought one day anything will stop her dreams, where seems they

just will never end...

she lived with her mother and father, in a sweet home, home was small but was like heaven

she was good at everything after school, she would visit some friends, she loved acting done some plays on a local stage, she would bewilder her friends with the way would do her role

like naturally born actress..yes she even would sing, once she starts the lyrics and words

would stun everyone..seems no end to her ambitions and pride...

yes she was so proud she got all those talents..one day I will be a star, she thought

and she loved a young boy, he was so good looking but so different, he was amazed at her

vitality, what free will and high hopes she got, he thought..he would just bring her news 

how things are going so bad, lots of killing every day..

she just dismissed it all, she was so reactive to what sufferings she heard about...

it was just a way to deter her thoughts,to never think a lot, or everything will just 

fade away, dreams and hopes she kept building on..suddenly she turned around

was it a dream,ohh no.. she was some hundreds of miles away, where her father smuggled them at night after a very heavy bombing near their house..now they stand in a wilderness on the border with a different country among lot others misery waiting to cross the border

even here she was optimistic there must be a way to keep on her dreams, maybe in 

that other country things would be easier, be a star one day, she dreamed,so proud

a man looked like a refugee worker, came closer ,he just seemed bewildered at those

green dreamy eyes,still filled with so much faith and strength,he must have thought

she was in kind of shock..for looking at everything, who would stand so erect, and strong

and proud where all were so miserable and shamed and hungry just looking for a place

to lie and if lucky even die in peace..but this girl was different, she was like lost, and smiling

he handed he a sandwich and some water,the poor thing was like shivering though it never showed on her face..it was like a hit on the head... she saw whats offering,she just could not pull herself together, not anymore,like suddenly she knew what's happening,how proud she was, she was but no more

and she gave in to some hysterical cries,and started sobbing,tears would never stop

yes she told him ,hardly the words flowing..yes i am hungry starving, and dying

dreams are dying, but I wanted to be a star one day..that day will never come, now I know...

Author's Note

i read a lot all through literature,from all over the world, poked into tragedies done by humans,all through history,i never heard of anything like whats going on there..syria

Reviews

[Taylor]

This is a remarkable piece of writing. You have captured the story of a million, billion, god-knows-how-many young people. You have brought their tragedies to be in my heart and before my eyes. I feel a lump in my throat and I am tearful. Keep writing, dear friend. You are speaking truth in such a way that no one can deny it. Thank you.

[bluessadmood]

its humanity how i am puzzled how people could behave and be so rotten,cruelty sometimes i am astounded how man could get to be so filthy in his acts,i dont wonder how you feel dear..its painful how we look at the world..thank you for reading

[Cat]

This made me feel sad and maybe a little angry as well. I feel a well of sadness for the girl who has had her dreams ripped away my the harshness of the world she lives.And angry because such inhumanity exists in our world. I know that place where all you have is dreams standing between you and the abyss. If you could tighten up your prose and narrowyour discriptors, this would be awesome.

[SnakeEaterCorpo]

I really like your writing its very unique and you know how to capture your readers. I really enjoyed reading this story and just want to say keep up the good. I hope you don't mind when you get the time if you could read one of my stories and give me you advice and rating. I appreciate it especially coming from a great writer like you:) thank you.

[Zahra]

Our prayers are with syria and peace in the whole world. One sometimes becomes speechless at he world's cruelty. Wonderful effective write

[bluessadmood]

thank you dear,what a tragedy.

[Coyote Poetry]

I feel great sadness for Syria. One of our young writers wrote of her escape. She saw people being killed and murder as her family escaped to Turkey. I don't understand brother killing brother. The story is sad. No child should lose hope or dreams. I pray for a better world. I pray the madman go away. Thank you for sharing the powerful and sad story.
Coyote

[bluessadmood]

thank you my friend,but alas its not brother killing brother,the story is lots bigger than this..read morethank you my friend,but alas its not brother killing brother,the story is lots bigger than this..
the whole world ,lots of sides having their hands all smudged with blood..all looking to win in a multi sided war..its far wider than anyone would think,i hate politics,but we are so deeply involved ,and the thing is getting real nasty,really no more respect or decency for human beings..man has never degraded himself like in here,it shows how how we got this low

[Coyote Poetry]

To me. Arab killing Arab is brother killing brother. Syria is a old country. Filled with ancient wisdom. I went to her a few times. I met good people only. I wish for the big countries to leave Syria alone. I believe rich nations supplying weapons for death is create chaos and havoc. I know there is need for change. Blood create more need for blood. A eye for a eye world is ended when all of us are dead. We need a peaceful solution for the people homeless and in need.

[bluessadmood]

still you missed my friend,if you look well into it,its the whole world again fighting using different sides,you have to be so close like me to know whats happening,and i dont want to go into details,for its even risky to tell all about it..yes even talking about it,will not be easy.

[Coyote Poetry]

I have many friends still who work in Washington. Too many cooks in the kitchen will create a mess. In Syria too many dirty hands are involved and need to back away. World is forgetting
Syria. Children and woman pay for the foolishness of men.

[bluessadmood]

exactly too many hands in the kitchen and its a real mess when lots are cooking..i have a video of a few months old child being dug away from under the ruins they brought her to life few hours after the whole building was brought down,on many families heads.