Inside Out

The lives of refugees are "completely changed" for separation, lack of selection, and travel. They can not choose what they want. In the article "Refugees: Who, Where and Why?", He says, "From a very young age, many people had no choice but to escape from home." I can not do it again. Separation will change life to reality. In the poem "Please look at page 50", "I am watching us even if my father is not here ... My son's son is ready someday" So, I know this. My father is not there, hope may fall, they can work harder. Even if you go to Kazakhstan you will find them. In this poem, "Last respect". It said, "South Vietnam no longer exists, she said she can not live without her own country." This tells me that our country disappeared and people disappeared hoping to live without their own house. Die, they have nothing

I have heard that change is always occurring from the inside to the outside. If you calm down and become happy, the world will know. That is all good, but what is this imaginary plain and is I blessed with perfect inner blessing before I am exposed to the cruel eyes of society? For everyone, it is difficult to complete the interior, but my brain is damaged. As you know, trauma develops various parts of the brain. Assuming you are not traumatized, the part of my brain that creates fear is much bigger than yours. It can control much of my behavior and thinking because it can generate more stress than you and you can make chemicals afraid.

You can cure bones. They can heal with scars, bruises, even gunshot wounds. However, inner scars, scars not seen by anyone - words that rotate in the minds of people and tear off their heart - they are hurt. They can cause scratches. Some people have scars until they get older. If he just loves God, he can pray to gay people. He heard it everywhere. While sitting on a hard wooden seat on Sunday missionaries shouted from his poisonous squat and people who liked the same sex were cursed by an eternal curse. His uncle - aunt - none, his aunt - - sat once, as he entered the Christmas luncheon with his family, sharp silence and the sky chair. School, 'Homosexuals' are destroyed everyday