No Escape From the Bombs
Almost four years have passed since the day my family and I fled our home, but the memories are still fresh in my mind....
Waiting to Die
The terrifying sound of an explosion woke us up on July 21, 2012. It was the first day of Ramadan. Our flat shook as...
The Longing for Home
During the early days of the Syrian revolution, my father refused to allow any of his children to participate in protests or funeral ceremonies....
Voting for Assad
It was 2014 and Syria’s presidential elections day was approaching, but many of the residents of Idlib couldn’t figure out what to do. “It’s...
