REFUGIADA

Why have they got me out of bed in such a hurry? It's still nighttime. We leave, carrying very few things. This isn't an outing. Every face looks frightened and tired. Dad holds my hand very tightly. It hurts. I want to cry, but I don't. Where are we going? Why are we running away? Those are the questions asked by the young girl who is the protagonist of this fictitional, very contemporary story.