It's late at night and mommy wakes me up. She puts some of my clothes
in a bag and tells me to get my doll. She seems scared, but she's been
scared since daddy went away. She cries a lot lately. As we walk out
of our home I notice people laden with bags and children. I'm scared.
I tell mom I want to go back home but she says we can't. Soldiers
usher us into a truck and we leave. It's crowded, everyone is scared.
As I look back I wonder when I'll see my home. Something inside me
says never.
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