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Before I write I'm just going to answer people's questions now . So no I'm not from Sudan and this was a school project I had to make but I thought I'd share with you wonderful people so you are aware that our American life's aren't as hard as they could be .

While my brothers were at school , I was on my daily walk for water and as I made my way to my village I heard many cries , gunshots,and screams. So I drop my water and run towards my home . As I entered my house I see my parents being held at gun point, my mother mouthed to me " I love you, now run" and I did as I was told . Then I heard gunshots and knew my parents were gone . As I ran I felt the tears brimming in my eye but I knew I couldn't cry , No I wouldn't allow myself to lose all hope. Hope is never lost.

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