Afghanistan · Escape
They took everything, but they could not take my faith
We left at two in the morning with two bags and my mother's Bible. Behind us were the house, the garden, and twenty years of ordinary life.
For four months we were guests in a room that was not ours, waiting for papers that arrived only because someone on another continent gave money they will never see again.
My children now attend a school where they do not have to hide who they are. I pray every night for the person whose name I do not know, who covered the cost of our road out.
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