As a child, my father was shot which caused us to move to move out of our country. This all happened when I was five so I really didn’t know why we were leaving and why my father had crutches and at nights screaming of the pain that this was causing him. That made me afraid and made me cry then we went to Syria for four and half years. After all of that we had to come here I was so excited because of all the movies we had watched and I just wanted to meet people and play with them. I didn’t know that all the people here were going to be mean to me so I would go outside and try to play with the kids outside but the kids would make fun of me because I didn’t speak English which made me want to go back to my old friends that I knew and liked.
