Migration2 mins 179 2 mins 179
It was a pleasurable day. I and my cousin brother were playing board games in the beam living room. My appealing parents were having their delectable breakfast in the living room. Suddenly there came a voice from the window. BOOM BOOM THUD THUD. My cousin's brother went to look outside and she was shot by a rebel. My parents and I stayed inside till the rebels didn’t go to other places. There was a fight going on with the differential king and the deficient rebels. The rebels said that this country should be an anarchy country and not a monarchy country but the king doesn’t want to change it. In the entire country, the rebels execute and fire at the citizens of the country.
My parents and I need to leave the country because we weren’t safe here. We took some important things from the house and went to the accessible country which was India. While traveling it started to rain like cats and dogs. We stopped for a while under a charming alluring tree. After some time, we again started walking. After a while, we reached India. There we became refugees. Also, there we needed to live in refugee camps which had one bed, one kitchen and one living room. The impact on us was very bad because we needed to leave the country because there was a fight with the rebels and the king. Also, It was a forced migration as we needed to leave the country forcefully. My father got a good job in India. He could earn enough money for us and for himself. The implication for the future can be righteous because in India there was no fight going on.