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Refugee

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I wake up sweating, panting almost. I can’t escape from these horrific dreams. They keep managing to slither into my slumber. It’s already been a year since I was put into this refugee camp but somehow I can remember the war like it was just yesterday. I am the only one from my family in this refugee camp. Everybody else from my family was unable to come aboard my boat, they were all left behind in the war torn country once proudly called Australia. Now it’s just rubble and debris.

War can break even the toughest of people. I found that out today, the news reports keep on saying how the war is still raging and we cannot go back. People break down crying every day. This whole thing just seems to be testing my sanity. The moment I arrived at this camp I felt the emotions drain from my body. I no longer feel anything, only pain.

Every second here feels like an eternity. The people around here give me food expecting me to be grateful. It’s almost impossible to enjoy the food. I’ve seen cockroaches that look more appealing than the stuff they give you. The guards around here are as lifeless as all us refugees. I feel like an inmate, I don’t have any freedom. They put me in this camp to protect us. But it would appear that its damaging me more than being in the war would. At least in the war, I get to be with my family.

I don’t know what to believe in anymore. The other refugees around this place are talking to gods of all different religions. On their knees praying. How desperate can people get? I want to leave; I just want to go home. I feel my sanity crumbling with every day that goes by. It’s taken a year but it has finally happened. I’ve been broken.

This camp is like an asylum, everybody has gone insane, and their insanity feels contagious. I think I’m starting to catch this disease. Why did we have to leave our country? Nobody will answer me, nobody will talk to me, nobody will look at me and nobody will even notice me.

 

 

The Feeling of Being Excluded

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I cannot think of a time when I have been excluded. But this is what it would feel like.

It’d feel as if you have been pushed away. Thrown away like trash. Feeling lost. You sit bored and lonely. There is no fun to be had. You have been rejected, forgotten. People don’t look at you they just walk by and don’t invite you to join them.

You lose confidence to ask people if you can play as you think they will turn you down. Its a shallow harsh feeling.

This is what I think it would feel like.

My Chinese Horoscope

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Anybody born in 2002 are seen to be a horse. I was born in 2002. They are seen as being happy nearly all the time and that they have lots of friends. They enjoy chatting and have good images. People think of them as brave and independent but can be quite cowardly. Horses love freedom but are not fully independent. They tend to rely on others for support.

Their lucky numbers are: 1, 3, 4, 8, 13, 14, 41, 43.

They are thought to be the most friendly of all the zodiac signs. They are intelligent and attractive. They require space and room to be able to grow and they need freedom. The people who try to take away your freedom usually just frustrate and irritate your good nature. There is no patience given to those who try to smother your independence.

I am a horse, but to be honest I’m not really sure if i am one?

My closest family member.

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My closest family member is my dog, her name is Sally. She has been around for 11 years. When i used to live in Kalbarri. I would always take her down to the beach. She is friendly but only to people she knows. She is really old and turning quite dull minded.

She has become quite a lazy dog but when motivated does get psycho. She really enjoys being patted. Too much patting though, and she goes psycho.  She has been around for nearly all my life. Except for those two years after i was born.

The dog i had before. named Roxy died not too long after i was born. It didn’t really affect me considering I was at such a young age. My current dog is starting to get old and it’s beginning to worry me. She is doing well though. We have been together for the last 11 years of my life. Its hard to say when it will end.

 

 

 

My Achievement

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My greatest achievement.

When I first started to play tennis. I couldn’t do a thing. I was known for being horrible at tennis. Every single match or game we would play I would always be on the losing side. On the last three days the coach started giving us points for every game we won, we would receive one. Whoever managed to get the most points from winning games would receive a prize. I wasn’t able to get any points. Everybody else had about 4-9 points each. Me, I was on 0.

But the coach must have felt bad for me considering she said that in the last game the winner would get 10 points! I knew I wasn’t going to win. But I still decided to try. I gave it a shot. To mine and everybody’s surprise. I won. But there was one other person on 10 points just the same. Having everybody watching didn’t really help. The match began with me zoned out. Time speed was changing. I was nervous. I couldn’t tell if it was fast or slow motion. But through a lucky shot I managed to win.

Expecting a new tennis racket. I was given a pair of pink socks. I didn’t seem to mind. It must be that sense of achievement that makes you happy. Against all odds I had done it. The one thing I thought I could never do. Win. It was finally accomplished.