You definitely heard about war in Syria and how awful it is. I do not need to describe it to you nor talk about the bombs and the number of killed people i saw in front of me, nor how i escaped from it and walked from my city to Jordan with no food or water .
The most important part is that i survived throw it.
Now I am a 25 year old man. Who finally after a struggle, find his way to Turkey where he lives with the only hope of collecting enough money to get to be reunited with his old parents still trapped in his home town.
I got separated from my family 5 years ago due to the war and the bomb attacks that was done on our village. Since then every individual of my family managed to run to a safer place and we spent 2 years not knowing anything about each other or even if we were alive or not.
Finally after assuming that my old parents had died and trying to move on with my life. I got to know that they were alive and that they got reunited but struggling to live due to the shortage of water, food , electricity, gas to warm the place they are in in winter. ..
I kept working and working, harder and harder, too many shifts in a strange country where i was underpaid because i was considered as a refugee although not getting any help as a refugee.
I kept collecting some money and sending some help to my parents. Trying to work harder to collect an amount of 6000 dollars to be able to bring them to me and get reunited with them.
I am still trying but after bringing myself to the point of exhaustion i decided to finally ask for help
8000$ is the amount of money i need to pay to the Turkish gouvernement to be able to do papers for my parents and get them here.
I pray day and night the situations get better in my country. sometimes before i sleep i imagine if nothing we have been through was real and that we are still leaving our beautiful peaceful life we had before all of this started.
Then i wake up to the fact that everything is real remembering the faces of the friends and family i lost, killed under their houses in their own streets
I have nothing to get back to you personally but i will continue working hard to get to a better position and help people i know and don’t know like you might have helped me. And with every person i help, i will be thinking of you. A friend i do not know. How was loving and caring, that helped me get reunited with my parents and get them to a safer place
Thank you very much for reading my short story. Please pray for us and for humanity peace if you got to this part
God bless you all.