a short story.. hehe

It was the middle of the day. The sun was shining and spring was on its way. I remember walking to the shop, only a few minutes away from my house. I noticed a police van drive past me several times, but thought nothing of it. I walked into the shop and bought what I needed. As I walked outside, I once again saw the police van parked across the road. I walked towards the …

…identity. I wasn't allowed to take my baby with me. Every day I think about leaving Kosovo and having my own freedom, where I can live in happiness with my child and tell the world about what happens in this country. It's tragic and no one knows about it. I hate all the secrecy. By keeping quiet I think that we're letting these maniacs win. They will continue to do it. It will never change.