My Journey from India to Canada

My mother and I began to pack the following week after my step-father broke the news. I call all my close friends to tell them the devastating news. We planned to hang out the last week of my stay. Every day, our apartment would get emptier and emptier by the minute. I was still in disbelief that we were moving. You never know how much stuff you have until you move. My

My mom was sad she left behind her whole family her mom, step dad, sister, and grandparent. Although it wasn’t a lot of people they meant the world to her. In Canada she always felt homesick. My mom couldn’t speak any English so the most communicating she would do on a daily basis was got to Tim Horton’s and ask for a coffee for herself and a treat for her son.

I couldn't believe we were actually leaving Florida. My heart sank when I got into the car. "Why do we have to leave?" I asked my mom as I started to cry. My brother had helped us pack, and he walked up to the car and gave me a hug and said goodbye. Saying goodbye back was probably the hardest thing I've ever had to do. Earlier today a few of my friends dropped by to say goodbye. I love my friends in Florida i didn't want t leave them at all! But, The hardest part of today was leaving all of my family. I don't now what I'm going to do without knowing that they were not going to be a few minutes away anymore. They would be 16 hours away!

Slowly, I awoke to see looming trees all around me, bending over me, watching. Listening. They heard the screams, they heard my screams, I was still screaming. I clamped a trembling hand down over my mouth to only realize it was closed, my lips rolled in. And then thick as velvet. The blood pooled.

It is hard to say goodbye. In life you have to be strong enough to handle situations you don’t want. As I grew up my parent’s always teach me the value of a family. They always say that the most important thing in life in being close of the ones you love. Family is the most beautiful gift that God gave us and we all must know that. One day I was with my parents sitting in the living room, we were eating popcorns, they tested so well, you can felt the butter and the salt, while you were eating your mouth got watery. While we were eating those magnificent popcorns My parents started to tell me that in my country I would not have any future. That’s made me really sad, but at the same time I knew they were right. I knew that before, when I was younger, but I didn’t want to pay attention and I always decided to ignore that situation. Since I was 15 most of my friends moved to other countries. Actually, statistics show that around 12% of the Venezuelan population moved from Venezuela in 5 years. The moment that I knew my friends were leaving really broke my heart in three thousand pieces and just because it wasn’t fair that for a government people who really cares and loves you, have to leave to get better opportunities. But at the same time I have to admit I was literally jumping and hugging

I ducked down so he could not see me. All I hear was the man running but he didn't make it. The man was dead, his back on the ground, his right leg under him and his one eye open the other with a star shaped hole.

I was in a dark, moss-ridden dungeon where the air vigorously hung with the scent of death and suffering. Chains lay on the cobblestone walls, with hammered metal shackles on the cracked stone floor. My lab coat collected dust like a dead old skeleton six feet under. The gun felt gelid on my temple, my scrawny legs were shaking extremely fast, I thought they would run away but I knew I could escape.

I sat down on the ground, buried my head in my arms. An overwhelming sensation of fear gripped me and I

My comrades and I crouch behind a enormous olive bush hoping our excessive breaths and our thumping hearts don’t give away our position. Then as if things couldn't get any worse one of the younger guy’s flashlight turns on. Its as if the earth was vibrating as the monster lands 10 feet in front of us. I gradually open my eyes, there’s an ear-splitting ringing in my ear, everything looks fuzzy. I see one of my comrades lying in front of me as blood oozes out of his nose, his eyes staring directly at me.

It was dark, i didn’t know where i was but i knew for sure that i was being chased by an animal a very big one. My lungs were burning and they felt like they were squeezing so tight together. I was sure i couldn’t last for another 10 feet. That moment, i tripped on something. I fell and i couldn’t move.

The man stood there with a gun in his hand aiming directly at me. My heart began pounding with fear on the apprehension of what was about to happen. His eyes were that of a killer, full of hatred and revenge. Feeling helpless as a fish out of water, I stood there hoping it was a dream. Adrenaline began to rush through my veins as I stood there for what seemed to be years.

Panic bubbling up through the cloudy haze I was in, I swung a wild fist, landing through some miracle a blow right on his jaw that was hard enough to knock him off of me. I kicked out as he landed, hearing a satisfying thud. Just as I started to push away, tried to get distance between me and that lunatic, a shadow slammed into me, knocking me flat onto my back.

It was late at night and the lights were dim. It was darker under the table. I always felt safe there when they went at it. The words going back and forth as I covered my brother’s ears. His tears were streaming down his face as we sat there trembling as the storm raged on. Noises loud as lightning echoed through the house as things flew. Words hitting like thunder on my ears. Tears were falling down my face like raindrops and we sat there huddled and afraid without anyone to help us through this storm. I looked down at my brother and tried to wear a fake mask of courage, despite the fact that I am a coward, I looked at him and told him I wouldn't let anything hurt him, although at the first chance I got I planned on saving only myself.

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My house is congested with my relatives and friends; my friends and family are here to wish me good luck and safe journey. My heart is filled with blended emotions. Although, I am frightened and somber, I am also thrilled and happy at the same time, as it is my last day at my house and in my country. Tonight is my flight to America. I’m moving to America, to be with my husband and to start a new journey of my life. I remember everything from my last day in Pakistan. I have never been the way from my house before. I have always been enclosed by my friends and cousins. My friends have always been with me in sunshine and rain. I cannot imagine a day without them. I never thought of leaving them. I didn’t realize how my life would turn around because of a ‘yes’. My childhood friend Sadiq, who moved to America ten years ago, asked me to marry him. Every person in my family liked him that’s why, without thinking of anything else I said yes to him and we got married in a year, when he visited Pakistan. We were excited to spend our lives together. What I didn’t realize until the moment I was at the airport that, I am going to a different country, where I don’t recognize anyone other than my husband. I’m leaving all my family and friends here in Pakistan. I didn’t know how to react anymore now, I was sad and crying as I entered the airport, yet I also felt joyful inside my heart. When I was at the airport with my family, my grandma kept saying to me, “you will