Refugee Story
Once when i was 10 years old, i heared bombs outside my house. I told my mum and she said we have to leave now. I grabbed my teddy, and some warm clothes, my phone, a charger and a blanket.
We needed to take my cats somewhere safe but we had no one to look after them so we took them with us in cages, with food and water. Me and my mum ant my kitten and cat ran off to a free boat and traveled far away to New Zealand.
We had more family in New Zealand so we could stay there. When we got to new Zealand, we walked for miles. By the time we got to my aunties house i was night time. Me my mum and my auntie let stomi and kera out of the cage. And then we lived happily ever after
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