“Sometimes when trying to remember joyful moments as a child, all that came to memory was the pain in my mothers eyes”. A little boy, Bruno, and his mom fled domestic violence, as they had stopped blaming themselves for the constant violence they were subjected to. The move was sudden; one night escaping on the night of some community event. They did not cross the dangerous desert and mountains to get here, but traveled for a few days through hitchhiking. From bus to walking, to random cars, they made it in a completely different world, they perc“I was 6 years old when i first learned what it meant to survive”().…