i was born in syria , but lived my whole life in morocco .. My mother is syrian and dad is moroccan but even though i call myself a syrian girl just because im proud to be syrian than moroccan . Every summer we plan our trip to syria to visit my big family . But the stupid crisis begun and it was dangerous to go . So we didn't visit syria for almost 5 years it was too dangerous and the whole family was against the idea of coming . It was at breakfast when my mom and i decided to go and tell no body of our risky or probably crazy idea , because we knew that they will not accept . We bought the tickets and we organized everything . it was so hard to leave my dad and my little brother but i was sure that they will survive §
Our flight was on the 27th of september . The whole week before this date i didn't sleep . actually i was scared ... scared to get killed by a sniper on our way home . it was my dream everynight . But i didnt say none to any body even mom because i knew she would get scared too and cancel the trip and that was my biggest fear . I was acting as a courageous girl with a cold heart but i was the complete opposite of that girl ... !
We made it safely to syria and it was a difficulte trip not like before of course . Everything has changed ... the smell , the sky , the trees , the roads and especially the faces .. we can smell fear and see sadness . But syria is still syria ... with its kindest people and most beautiful places . When they knew that Doujanah is going to syria in these circumstances , the majority was shocked . That girl who is afraid of ants went to a country in war . It was a joke until they saw my statut on facebook . I missed my family , my old but good looking grandparents , my uncles , my cousins and my first love . Well i can tell that is a life changing experience . To sleep at night and not knowing if you will be still alive in the morning . it's a pretty hard idea and feeling . To see everyday corpse arriving to the hospital .. corpse of young boys .. who decided to go and to fight for their country , for their family and for their loved ones . They left a mother , a sister , a brother and a lover behind them ... . It's hard to hear gunShots every minute and not be able to look outside because simply you can get killed by one of the shots .. So yes i can call myself a courageous girl who went to syria and not regretting a thing ! Syria will come back ..