Must I Signature On My Death Certifites ...

Hmmmm, i felt a lost , how came i must leave my home Iraq within tow weeks, oh God i dont wanna leave my sky , my stars , my heart , my soul , my love ,my poeple , my land which hold not only my physicaly as a body but everything is me and mine , God make that day never ever come , God make my last day eariler than leaving Iraq day comes, i lost almost my five senses, i didnt feel hunger or thirsty, i was sitting around table on meals time just because my parents asked for, i was eating without any feeling or a disire .. I didnt believe that within few days i wont breath Iraq air , wont see Iraq sun light. Ah almost i was dead , what a bitter life, i cant believe it, tomorrow i will say GOODBYE MY HOME, GOODBYE MY LIFE, GOODBYE IRAQ, isnt it ?AHHHH i was distroyed... Its morning now, Sarah ,Sarah wake up, come have your breakfast and be ready on 1 pm a texi would be here to take us . . My God am i on a nightmare or a wake ? Ahhhh unfortunaly am a wake.. I strated sms_ing and phoning my friends for say Goodbye, God n0w its 1 pm .. Texi didnt come on time, hehe i wish wont come. hmmm, my house was full of relatives, friends and neihbours ,most were sad ,crying and wish a good luck for us ,its bitter momments, while i was still shocked.. 15 mins. later the TEXI was at my home step,, i disapeared inside the CAR WHICH WILL DRIVE ME DEATH,, it was very long way, i experinced one thousands mixture of feelings, very hard years of momments, i felt very cold even it was actually hot weather, a mid of summer season, i was gazing through the car window , eating every sight of iraq by my eyes while my tears were sheding from the heart bottom , i was breathing deeply as a fish is going out of see, i dont know what happend sudenly i felt very hungry ,i felt as if i didnt eat for a century , i had 5 or 6 sandwitch of chicken ,i was very thristy too i drank 5 bottels of paspi before i reached iraqi borders, i got out of car at iraq check point, my papers and everything were officaly and okay, get into your car, now you can go ahead . 15 mins later i was out iraq with my family ........

I Want To Live My Childhood again

At Iraq We Born men and women . . I born a woman ,, I didnt live my childhood as every child in my land , I didnt get a doll , i wished ever to hug it and sleep .. I woke up on sounds of bombs , kill and losses. My father hardly i found him when i need to be in my side, he was a vistor attending home at off from his militarly duty , he was a soldier holding in his hand a gun and in his heart a killing love for land and for us . . While my mother wasnt only mother but father also .. On 1990, year of war, fear, tears, sucrifice and hard momments,, it was a cloudy morning, i had my breakfast and got ready to walk out to my school, i was 7years old as it was my 1st days at school, my mama sent me with my next door girls.. Before we reached school a clashes occured and guns bullets speared at everywhere around us,, that momment i blust into cry as well as did my friends, we run away in our way back home, view of blood, sounds of bullets , sounds of our screams and crying were surrendering me, i felt as im not a child anymore, i didnt stop crying but something inside me woke up , made me know whats war , whats fear and how much life is tough and hard , i closed my eyes and my ears for everything i run to my home , yeah, i reached home, my mama was waiting me and scare was on her eyes , she hugged me and we inter together to our home, i left my home a child and return it a woman ! . . .