Refugee story

It was a day like this, sunny with a cold breeze, I had my normal classes with the same people I hang out with every day. At lunch we were playing basketball and we heard this “WHOOSH”. It was a jet plane! There was some kind of flag painted under the wings of the plane. A little grey speck fell from the sky and it hit the ground outside the D&T workshop. The explosion was as if a meteor hit a nuclear plant. Next period, the office sent every student that was still alive home to their parents. I rode home as fast as I could. My parents were wondering why I was home so early and what the big bang was. I said “there was an enemy jet plane and they dropped a nuclear bomb on the far side of the school near the D&T workshop”.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes I’m fine I’m just shocked”.

“We got to go!” Dad said.”

The next day we packed for Perth and drove down there. 7 hours later, we realised the enemy had already hit Perth and mostly taken out the whole population except the military. They’d killed probably 100 million people including Indonesia. We went down to the docks and there was a spare boat but when we got there we saw a poor family getting on the boat and trying to start the boat. We ran as fast as we could down to the boat and negotiated with the family to let us come with them.

They let my family and I come with them, it was a long ride. That journey was about a year ago and I’ve been in this refugee camp for about 2 years. The government says they’re working on it and that was like 4 months ago and they should have been finished by now, I should be in the USA by now.

It’s really dirty here, the toilet doesn’t flush so every time I go to the toilet I have to grab my shovel and get it out. Well at least we get three meals a day and sometimes I ask for snacks and maybe I get to pick what I want from the guarded pantry. The rest of my family got let in to the USA and the guard said I’m not allowed in yet because the government haven’t gone through my profile and history.

One day I’ll be let in but till then I’m going to have to stay here in this slum like place.

My Chinese Horoscope!

My Chinese Horoscope is a Goat.

  • I am artistic.
  • I’m wise, witty, charming, compassionate and gentle.
  • Goats are loved by friends and family.
  • Goats enjoys relaxed and calm environments.
  • Goats prefer small friend groups and small gatherings not big gatherings.
  • Since goats do not enjoy being forced to adhere to schedules.
  • As a Goat, in the Monkey year 2016, you will pay extra attention to health and career as a bewildering amount of wild monkey schemes and fierce competition at work may throw him for a loop this year.

The Closest Person To Me

My dad is the closest person to me. We get along really good and we have so much fun even though he has no good legs. When my dad was young he got his leg stuck in a motorbike chain and plus he has been run over twice, that’s why his legs aren’t that good.  He can’t run at all and can hardly walk some days and I feel sorry him every day. I wish I could give him my legs and I would be in a wheelchair it would make me so happy.  He would be so shocked that I would do that.  He gives me money sometimes for no reason even without me asking and he lets me go out anytime I want except at night because of all of the older kids.