The energy of trying to flee from a disaster country is either very boring, or extremely tensionfied. From being so bored and exhausted of being in hiding for hours, or either being at a high rate of tension makes Syrian refugees feel like that is enough to kill them. Having the feeling of being watched at all hours of they day, and not even trusting their smugglers or getting kidnapped is pretty tough. All of this was caused by the turning of the Syrian government, who sent in young adults to peaceful protests to “take care” of it. Gangs started to form and the death from all bombing, and murder has caused it just to make the situation worse. Villages, fields and even churches are always being lit on fire (offensives) which cause people to leave their homes after each one. Syrian refugees move from their homes to the next village, till the next border, onto the next coast and then finally across the sea. They are limited on sources such as food, water and good clothing as well as being restricted on their actions. The war crisis in Syria has caused extreme poverty and misery, forcing them to flee from their country onto small wooden boats containing up to 500 people having limited space as well and dealing with natural weather. All of this is so hard, and imagine dealing with the others and smugglers as well. Smugglers are rough, and abusive, yet the get the job done… most the time. The risky thing about them though, is that you can’t trust any of them, for that they even go against each other. Selfish smugglers just want more and more, so they tell the police about others plans which gets them caught, to ruin their reputations which causes the snitches to get a boost of their profit. Disgusting.
Life as a Syrian
The energy of trying to flee from a disaster country is either very boring, or extremely tensionfied. From being so bored and exhausted of being in hiding for hours, or either being at a high rate of tension makes Syrian refugees feel like that is enough to kill them. Having the feeling of being watched … Continue reading Life as a Syrian →