A Family Home Abandoned
“I’m going to sell all the furniture in the house and leave the city. I can’t stand the overwhelming tension and fear anymore, or...
Searching For My Lost Father
My mother refused to surrender to the fact of my father’s disappearance. She refused to submit, tightened her grip on her wounded heart and...
When We Turned into Black-Clad Corpses
The change began at a junction on the road between Aleppo and Raqqa on July 3, 2014. We were women brilliant and bright with...
Escape From Raqqa
Last September 15, there was a knock at our door. I was initially overjoyed to see my friend after so much, until I saw...
A Run-In With Islamic State
Before his bus left the city of al-Hasakah for Raqqa on last July, Mohammed asked his sister to hide his student ID card. He...
Fleeing My Homeland
It used to be that every time I rode the bus, I would daydream and drift off, focusing on anything but the streets of...
