Personal Narrative: Growing Up In Iraq

"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger" Maybe you heard this quote quite often but that's what I live by . Growing up, I've been a child who looked at the world with open curious eyes. In fact, I grew up in a small city called Daura located in Iraq. I am the middle child out of three girls. I was born in the late 90s, I have been told that it was the end of "the good days". That's when Iraq's political circumstances we're not at peace at all, in 2003 another war broke out in Iraq. My family felt threatened by all the violence the country was going through. That's when my family and I fled to Syria for a limited time until the country's condition improved. When we came back to Iraq at that time, the security conditions were terrible They got …show more content…
I wanted to pursue my dreams in America. We packed, after that my father dropped me and my older sister at the train station and he took my youngest sister to withdraw all the papers from the refugee center. I was scared to go back to Ira, I knew I couldn't be something there, and to add to that It wasn't safe. We sat on a bench outside the train station waiting for my father to come back, I prayed that we wouldn't have to go back to Iraq. My father came from far away smiling, I was thinking he had good news and that my prayers were heard. He told me that a woman helped him get a monthly salary from the government ,it was 250$ which was enough to pay our rent every month and for food too. After 6 months our papers were finished and they called us and told us we were accepted to go to the United States. I was so excited ,so happy. I felt like I had a new opportunity in life, the past was a period of transition from the child's mind to an adult mind, three months after my 12th birthday we flew to America. I felt lucky that I had this opportunity to be whatever I want and I still do, and one day I want to become doctors Elaf. The first step starts