I was born in the capital. My city is very pretty, very green and old. I really like my city. I am a construction engineer, just like my parents and my grandparents. I would like to visit the whole world and learn many languages. As the saying goes: "You know many languages, you have many lives." I want to tell a story from my childhood. All the children around the world are waiting for the new year, they are waiting for the Christmas party. Santa comes with gifts. In the sam

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Grandmother, you who has been by my side since I was little, the one who kept my first drawings from school, you have cooked favorite dishes for me all those years. You came to me at midnight when I called you. You covered me with a blanket when the cold was sneaking in from a window. You waited for me during party nights and supported me in moments of frustration due to homework and end-of-course exams. It was you who has prepared my breakfasts before I left for work. You h

In my opinion, there is no more painful loss than the loss of a loved one. My mother was a graceful, strong, resilient woman who took care of my thirteen brothers and sisters, of my father's five wives and the latter also. Never complained. I had a very strong and special relationship with her. Her death greatly influenced my life. I stayed a long time without leaving my room. My husband treated me like a princess, we took care of each other. He was trying to give me the love

I don ́t know, how I could bear beeing beaten by my classmate for an entire year. And untill now I have no idea, why he did that anyway. I was eight years old and every morning I woke up and went to school in sadness and with fear because I was sure to meet this boy there. I did not tell anything to my family because I thought they would make fun of me. It is not easy to come along in a world when you are unprotected. #illegal #inmigrant #Madrid #blackandwhite #portrait #Hass

I was in the Iran-Iraqian war. It was obligatory to go. After two years, I had many different wounds on my body, and each of these wounds has a memory, but a bad memory, like the loss of my friends, who were with me in the battle. Now I feel bad and sad for all the people who died in that fucking war on the side of the Iranians and also of the Iraqis. #illegal #inmigrant #Madrid #blackandwhite #portrait #Hasselblad500CM

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In this world it is very difficult to build up a friendship and to keep it if a long distance separates you from your friend. Azoline is my best friend. We had a good time together when I was in Morocco. He is a nice guy, ready to help you, who knows his limits and the meaning of the word "friendship". It is very difficult to find a friend like him. He's the only person I miss so much. Now I appreciate that our parents teach us to respect our grandparents. The last days in my

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