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Small forest on the other side
Like everywhere in Germany, the city had to find places for all of the asylum seekers who arrived at the end of that year when the European borders opened for a golden short time. Dormitories, churches, sport halls and sometimes ″like in my case″ a military base on a hill away from the city.
Leaving my country and my family at war to be in a European safe country, living in a part of a military base in the (Mountain-Camp) as we used to call it filled me with conflicting feelings I’ve never felt before. They’re unsettling and weigh heavily, and are sometimes even absurd, regarding the upsetting conditions I find myself in, the survivor guilt or my foggy future.
The Story describe my feelings as a new refugee and invite the viewer inside my head, see what I see and read what I am thinking of, I also try to reflect on what my expectations about Europe was and my thoughts about journalism_the field that I count myself in_ and how we -the refugees- are pictured in it.
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