Marilyn Miller - Szíria szülötte

Hope can be born even in the field of death...

Hell does exist. How do I know? I was born there. I am a child of Syria, for whom every day, every minute is a gift. The world I live in is dominated by human cruelty. There is no one who can destroy evil. So there is one solution for us: escape. Getting on a ship and hoping to survive...

But you can't just cry out from the throat of death, because there is no mercy in it. He also caught up with me and grabbed me, but he didn't drag me away because someone came to save me. He was the only pure and noble thing in my dying life, the only one who could spit death in the face. But he was gone, taking with him the hope I clung to sobbing.

I wanted him. More than anything else. Knowing no fear, I pursued freedom, for which I paid with the most expensive thing: my heart...

Marilyn Miller presents a world that, although cruel, still has hope. The native of Syria makes you realize what is really important. Not skin color, religion or ethnicity, but to be able to remain human always, at all costs.