Seela crawls on the sand around our tent, touching it with her tiny hands, even trying to taste it, and I keep running after her, afraid for her safety
This is not where I dreamed she would grow up. Our home was destroyed, and now we live in a tent that protects us from neither heat nor cold
I only wish for a small, safe home with a clean floor and a real roof
Please don’t leave us alone
Any thing makes a difference
Maybe one day, because of you, I can tell my children
This nightmare is over💔
This is not where I dreamed she would grow up. Our home was destroyed, and now we live in a tent that protects us from neither heat nor cold
I only wish for a small, safe home with a clean floor and a real roof
Please don’t leave us alone
Any thing makes a difference
Maybe one day, because of you, I can tell my children
This nightmare is over💔
