mrdoc
New member
- Joined
- Sep 15, 2017
- Member Type
- Student or Learner
- Native Language
- English
- Home Country
- Sri Lanka
- Current Location
- Canada
At the age of ten, my sister and I came to Canada as refugees fleeing from the horrendous civil war that was tearing apart our country. Two years prior, I was abducted by rebel fighters to become a child soldier. Fortunately, my father was able to bargain for my release. In a desperate attempt to rescue my future, my parents decided to send my sister and me to Canada by selling our house to afford the trip. I was terrified of leaving my parents; I would rather face the futile future than go off to a different world. Of course, my parents couldn't force me, giving me a choice instead. They told me that it was just as hard for them to see me go and explained to me the slim chances of my survival. Part of me wanted to take my chances, but the rational part of me knew that my parents were right. I was left with a choice that could destroy my future on one hand or loose my loved ones on the other. It required immense emotional maturity to make the choice to leave. Following my decision to come, I faced incredible difficulty and after two failed attempts, I made it to Canada. Despite being torn apart from my birthplace and family, I did not give up; I was resilient and excited for the future that awaited me.
Any constructive feedback and editing would mean a great deal to me.
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