Jessel Rafael

Chiến tranh

A girl sits outside everyday watching, wondering if things will change. Every night she has no power so she walks through the dark halls to get her grandmother tea. As she grew the war grew with her. Every day another man died, and shed as their blood filled the river. Her mother had taken care of her all alone. She waited for years, and years until one day.

As the night grew, a helicopter came flying through the wind. She jumped on to the helicopter and wished for a new life as she headed to Yemen. She arrived and saw a new war in the distance. Remembering her old home, she started to cry. As she grows up in Yemen she watched the army die. She had felt as if the war was following her.

She was eventually told about “The Boat People”. These people were the ones who had to travel on tiny boats with little food to Yemen. Every time people died they would have to throw them overboard. After she heard this she was grateful for the helicopter. A few years later, she was ready to get married. She met a man at a bar in Yemen. There was something a little different about him. He was a different color and nationality. She loved this about him so they got married.

Two years later they had a child in Yemen. According to tradition, this child would be named later in life. The child was born and lived in Yemen for two years. As the child grew, she didn’t understand the war so she did not remember anything. Her mother, her father, and she moved to Florida after she turned two. She had a beautiful life and was taught every day to be grateful for what you have.

Then after 28 years this beautiful girl was married. They taught their daughter to be grateful just like the two past generations. Their baby was loved for her entire life. She is still told the stories of her grandma. Once she turned a certain age the truth was revealed.