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April 21, 2013
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I can remember the day like it was just yesterday. It was one of those plain, boring days in Afghanistan. At that time, I didn’t know we were hanging on to our lives just by living there as foreigners but as I look back upon our family I now realize we were one of the lucky ones. Foreigners couldn’t get out of the house because of all the enmity and dangers outside but that didn’t mean we had things to do inside the house. My brother and I made up the weirdest ways to entertain ourselves, because where I lived in Afghanistan, there wasn’t any internet which meant no Facebook.
Our dinner was the usual, nun with kebab. My dad finished eating rather quickly and I followed him upstairs with the kebab still in my mouth. As I was chewing, I was examining what my dad was doing. At that time I was too young to understand what my dad did all the time in front of the computer. Soon the whole family was in one room. In Afghanistan, the electricity was never on 24/7, it only came on at midnight past my bedtime, so I always woke up at the sound of my mom cleaning the house with the vacuum. The electricity was off as always so we had our generator running, it had just enough power to light up the house and my dad’s computer. We were used to the loud engines roaring through the quiet night and so we were just minding our own business until ‘BOOM’! I could sense the ground moving uncontrollably and I saw the bookshelves sway side to side. Our ears were blocked by the sound of the noise penetrating the engines of the generator. Two consecutive explosions occurred and we could see dust from our abrasive ceilings fall down. It was our natural instinct to get low and search for a safe place and so we did. It took a long 30 minutes to assure us that there were no more explosions. I found out that my ears were blocked when I could gradually hear the sound of my little brother crying. My imperturbable dad and I went out the house to see what had happened. The smell of gunpowder surrounded the house, we observed our surroundings but all we saw was dust in the air shown by the light from the moonlight. The air was ominously quiet. Nothing happened after the explosion so we just let our racing thoughts pass by for the night and went to bed.
The next morning I woke up with the sound of my parents talking. They were talking with some Afghani people. I was too young to realize what had happened but I knew the situation was serious. The commotion in front of our gate gave me a feeling that something big had happened that night. The people told us that a bomb was planted outside our house shaped as toys. The part that sent a chill down my spine was when I heard the bomb was meant directly for the children and the only children in our street were my siblings and me. But even though there was a bomb attack right next to our house, our family was sanguine. We were just happy to be alive. After the incident, we were a little bit more alert and careful going outside. I am thankful that I survived my days in Afghanistan.

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KristenNoel said...
Apr. 25, 2013 at 12:33 pm
This was an absolutely wonderful article! I am sorry fr your experiences in Afghanistan, but thank you for sharing them with us because in America we are not told any stories like those! This was an absolutely wonderful read, and it sent chills down my spine!! Again, thank you so much for sharing, such an inspirational, heartbreaking, wonderful, saddening story!
yeramrocks replied...
Apr. 25, 2013 at 11:13 pm
Thank you so much for your encouragements! :)
I am glad that my experience could be read by people like you..
well my life in Afghanistan was a blessing in some ways.. but there are some scars and disturbing memories still left within me. But i guess its just a part of life.. no need to be sad. It was quite a journey! :) thanx again
KristenNoel replied...
Apr. 26, 2013 at 9:14 am
It is not a problem! Your story really did inspire me though, and my friends that I showed it too! I'm sorry about the scars, but glad you have some memories to reflect upon!!! :D
yeramrocks replied...
Apr. 30, 2013 at 11:07 am
Thanx a bunch ! XD  You are such a sweet heart! :) 
KristenNoel replied...
Apr. 30, 2013 at 8:11 pm
Awwwwwww!!!! thank you! :D
yeramrocks replied...
May 1, 2013 at 10:33 am
:) Heh 
KristenNoel replied...
May 1, 2013 at 7:58 pm
So what is it like in your new country? So different from the U.S.A., I imagine? :)
yeramrocks replied...
May 2, 2013 at 1:07 pm
Well... luckily im currently living in the province of Chiang Mai in Thailand! Its WAY better than Afghanistan, but can't compare it to the U.S haha 
Oh so im guessing you're from the US? :)
KristenNoel replied...
May 4, 2013 at 9:58 pm
Yes I am :) I live in a small town called Mooresville in North Carolina. Its pretty nice, but nothing special compared to the rest of the US but it's great! Can't compare anything to what happened in Afghanistan though. I want to go there though, I'm enlisting in our Navy in 8 months when I turn 17 and hope to go there. :) What's it like in Thailand?
yeramrocks replied...
May 7, 2013 at 8:05 am
ohhh wow? :)  The Navy ?  Thats awesome!! So you might go to Afghanistan one day? hah Well you be safe okay? .. How old are you ? What caused you to want to be in the Navy may i ask? 
KristenNoel replied...
May 7, 2013 at 10:34 am
Yeah I want to go into the navy, and I will be safe thank you :) You need to do the same in Thailand!!! I would love to see Afghanistan and other countries, that's why I'm enlisting :) and I'm 16 what about you?
yeramrocks replied...
May 8, 2013 at 3:52 am
ohhhh so you havent been outside of the US? :)
Im 16 too! :)) ... Wow it'd be cool if you went to Afghanistan.... I could teach you all about it haah
Mikey123 said...
Apr. 24, 2013 at 12:17 am
This is Great!!!!
yeramrocks replied...
May 17, 2013 at 1:59 pm
Thank you :)))!
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