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Hi my name is muqadas i am poor lady from Kabul Afghanistan i just want to share some of my life story that i had nobody to share it with i said poor i am not poor financially but i am poor from friends from any relationship from the people around me. i was 8 years old girl i was sleeping with my brother-in-law in their room some kids knock our door very loud i run to the door opened it i saw 10 kids knocking the door i asked what happed why you guys are doing this that time they kids start screaming muqadas some people hit your brother edress i said what how come where is edress how did this as my mom were a techer that time she were in school i start runing to her to let her know what happed after searching all the classes finaly i found her i told my mom and i start runing again to let me dad know i went to a PCO where i could use a phone and then i called my dad by that time when i was on my going home saw my mom i were able to know everything from her eyes i did not ask anything from my mom my mom came home told my brother in law to lets go to the hospital and they left my nephews for me we were 3 kids home alone by our slef i hugged his daughter and she were crying i did everything but couldn't stop her from crying after an hour my older sister showed up as i were just standing by door all the kids were standing with me as soon as my sister entered they kids mentioned the same thing my other sis came after 30 mints again kids mention after 1 hour my sister came to me to hey open the Grage they going to bring edress that were they time that my nightmare started and i saw my mom screaming and crying that they killed my son they killed my son i got started crying with his kids when we saw they toke out my brother body we saw that they first hit him with the stick and second they killed him using a knife and turning the knife around his hurt and his legs so he can't run away and they way that he were tring to run away from them but he all blood his hole body and hands he runed to someones house but they boys told them hey take him off from your house he is a thief the family did they same thing take him off from their house so they were able to kill him and they did our life stared being so difficult and a nightmarr after 6 month my mom me and my 2 sister decided to leave the area because my dad was not ready and he loved his family house he did not move with us and left my mom alone my mom toke us to Delhi India and tried to keep us safe she safe our life but every day she were getting old by being alone and losing his young son her another son got engaged and moved to US and that were they time that there no one in our life to take care off us my 60 years old dad were by himself feeding my brother in law and her kids after all 5 years of our life in India by our self-facing problems no one were renting their house because we are muslims so in their point of view Muslims has no place in this world to saty after spending weeks and weeks i was able to find a house that we could rent my family were little bit happy that everything will be fine but that was not the end of our life i satred working when i were 16 years old taking care of my family after years my brother asked my mom that your paperwork is done you need to come to US my mom left me and my 2 sisters in forging country by our self-facing diffrint problems in india we decided to move back to our dad by they time that we went their everything was really changed and