iniquum.

 So imagine this, it's a beautiful day in january 2012, it’s your birthday, you wake up all excited for the day. You go hug your parents and complete your morning chores and grab the bag of chocolate and rush to school. So excited with your new clothes .You get to school, meet up with your friends and after a few times you start to distribute the chocolate. As you’re distributing the chocolate you hear a loud sound.its almost so loud you feel like your eardrums will burn out. You dropped your pack of chocolate and after a short time your teacher says “you have half day today, stay safe” as you rush home in pure fear, you notice the destruction around you. Building collapsing.as you reach home, you see your front door open as you rush in you see your parents covered in blood,their body filled with bullet holes. How fair is it? While in other countries I celebrate birthdays while you mourn at funerals, how on earth could two people on different sides of the earth go through misery and happiness at the same time. While in other country people live in fancy home you are forced to live in half broken building where half of the building is bombed by isis and you are forced to live there cause you have no where to go. With around 700,000 people nowhere to go. They are either killed by ISIS, refugees in other countries or just forced to live in half-destructed buildings. 


“What you see in syria, write and speak if you see bad please speak bad.if you see good please speak good, just speak the truth”- syrian citizen 



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