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travel of a refugee


I’d been living in AFGHANISTAN for almost 11 years.

In AFGHANISTAN our lives were very bad. There I never went to school because there our lives were very bad. When I was 6 years old I had to work.

When I was 7 years old my father has been killed. I wished to go to school but I couldn’t because I had to work.

At home we had just an old radio and when I was listening to it, I said to myself that one day I would be able to make something like that because I liked technology and now I still like it.
I said to my mother I wanted to go to school. But she said “you must work for us”. After my father death I was the older son of my family.

After my father death I have stayed with my family for 3 years. After 3 years I went to IRAN for work.


I came to IRAN with smugglers.
I went to ISLAMQALLAH, near the border. At night I spoke with a smuggler but he told me that I needed 1 000 000 toman (name of the money in IRAN) – 700 euros- to go to TEHRAN .I said that I didn’t have 1 000 000. He told me he would bring me to TEHRAN only if I paid 1 000 000. I said it was ok and when I reached TEHRAN I would give him 1 000 000. He said ok. At last he told me we would have to walk only during the night.

From ISLAMQALLAH to TEHRAN we walked about 18 days. We slept during the days in the mountains. It was a very hot summer. We were hungry and thirsty, especially thirsty. After 18 days we reached TEHRAN.

In TEHRAN suburb the smugglers caught me because I didn’t have money. I had to stay with them during two weeks. After two weeks one of them said: “if you don’t have money you must work for us”. But I asked him: “for how many days will I have to work for you?”. He said “3 months”. “It’s a lot” I said but he told me “it’s not a lot and I started to work in the fields, buildings…
I worked there during 3months and after he told me that I was free. I was happy and then I went to the town.
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What I think of most …

One day I was sitting home and thinking. What should I do? I decided I have to go to Europe. I told my father about my decision. He said it is my life and my decision. He said he would support me as much as possible. His money was just enough for me to reach this country. I left my home 8 months ago. My uncle is in Enlgand. He promised to help me arrive there. Now he does not answer his phone and I don’t know what to do. I have no money left. For amonth I was sleeping outside on the streets. In the night I walked around because it was very cold. During the day I slept for some hours. I am waiting for the call of my uncle. Why does he not call? The only thing I am thinking all the time is that I have to leave this country. I have to leave this country! If I cannot leave this country to another European country, I will return to my family in Iran. It doesn’t matter where I go, I just want to leave from here! I want to go to school again and I want asylum.

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When I crossed the border …

Before going to Europe I checked the internet for information about my journey. I read that on one of the borders they had special controle machines to recognize immigrants in the dark by the warmth of their bodies. It was night, dark and I was alone in a forest. I only understood I was walking in circles after I stepped for the third time in the same puddle. I said to myself: Ok, you are not walking straight obviously. But it was impossible. I concentrated so much on walking straight and not making any turns to the left or the right. Finally, I crossed the border. I went to a bush and waited. If there were these machines, I thought, then they would see me, so I wanted to wait for the border guards to come and catch me. I waited for them because I did not want them to catch me from the back. Continue reading When I crossed the border …

request for support

my name is shgoofa i live in greece iam 12 years old we are three women me my sister my mother we dont have home to sleep we dont no what we shoud do can same wan help a us or no we dont have clothes for waering we was three dayin da park now yuors say what we shoud do from 17 day we was in the home of sam wan. i dont have a father. now i well go thans

My story

ridingthebikeI am 9 years old and I like the colour orange. I am from Afghanistan and I went to Europe by myself. We were three boys: me, my friend (10 years old) and his brother (17). It took me two months from Afghanistan to Greece, I had to pay 14.000 Euro.
I decided to leave by myself. I am the eldest of my brothers and sisters. My father said that he respects my decision. I don’t fell like a boy now. I am a man. But I respect what my father tells me to do. I am waiting for his advise about my future.

In my home village there were many mountains around and beautiful gardens full of all kinds of fruits. I went to school for two years and I was a good student. I liked mathmatics a lot. But I can not read and wright well now. I want to learn it again and I want to learn English and computer.

If I could do anything, or have everything I would have a lot of money so I can help the poor people. 

When I think about Greece, first think I want  to leave Greece as soon as possible

and go to Germany, my brothers live there.  My wish is to continue studying, to work and later marry. I want to make my life, a better life. I want to become a doctor, or work in a hotel. And I want to be with my family! I wish to go back to them one day, maybe after 10 years? I really want to see my parents.
I want the Greek country to give passports to the refugees.
From European countries I like Germany the best, because they give passport to refugees. But I don’t mind where I will live. I just want to go to school.
I like playing football and to ride the bike. Many times I also sit alone in my room.
All people here are nice and the same good. I like to be friends with everybody!
If I would be an animal, I would be a deer. because I like them very much and they are beautiful.

In the name of Allah

I am Aziz S. I am from Afghanistan .i am17 years old .at first I want to say all of us have a bad condition life. Also life everywhere is to much hart. For all of us, we didn’t know! Why? Because we are refugees. We want asylum or rest, we don’t want anything else. Just that. We want to go front, like Italy. But we cant’ go front and we can’t go back, like Afghanistan. I came here because my marriage. My marriage is in Finland know. I want to go there but I can’t, why? I don’t know! Do you know why!? Also, I want to meet my parents! When can I meet them? Tell me! I want an answer. I despair of life and of everything.

As I tried to go to Italy…

I was in Patra. to go to Italy but I did not have money. I was compelled to go under the truck. Twice I dried and then the police found me but I was able to escaped. The two police men followed me, suddenly a third police men appeared in front of me. He beat me and I lost consciousness. When I woke up again they had already handcuffed me. They asked me for me paper. They took me to the toilet and the four police beat me so much that I was unable to walk. My body became black and white, I had no money to go to hospital, i had no one to help me.

Since one year half i am in Greece.