Syria Child Refugee

I can’t believe it’s only been two months since I arrived here. Almost everyone at this refugee camp is so nice; sometimes I almost forget that my little brother Ashur and I had ever been alone and terrified. Before Ashur and I found another family trying to escape the war, we’d been on the verge of death. Despite my efforts and the responsibility I felt as an older sister, Ashur and I were sore and hadn’t eaten in days; we were dirty everywhere except for the streaks on our faces that h...