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When we got to Sweden we where very sick children ,,directlly the swedishgoverment gave me and my brother sykologi kontact,,thay gave me a fosterfamely so i could stay with them in weekends becourse thay had horses and animals and lived in villige,,i dident like to go there after many times becourse i wanned to stay with my brother and mother!! one day mother told me she gonna get married ,,i wanned to know if my father was alive she told me your father will never come back again,,,she got married to someone who hated me !! and tryed to damege me but couldent thanx to the old telefonnummber 90000 i lerned that in school!! we got moved away to another city Borås ,,,i started school there,,and i got beat up and burned by spoon in my own home as child,thay took me to suria for a tripp i was 12 thay wanned me to promise marrige to guy,,thats sickmind!! when i came ,i told evrything to the social here i was 12 years old,,and the social took me frome my mother i ended up in fosterhome ,,the fosterhome woman gave me slap in the face one day,,,so thay moved me to another fosterfamely ,,also there i got beat up and draged in hair by the husbend in fosterfamely,,,so the social goverment placed me in a instetut,,,in the instetut i stayed 6 mounth and mother use to call me and say you will never become a swedish sedident medborgarskap) ,,that instetut was very bad i lerned to spoke cigarrets frome a girl there,,thay moved me to another instetut ,,,the first night i got there a guy who lived there opned my window in night puted a pillow over my head and raped me.he told me if you scream you die...in the morrning i told the guards thay removed him becourse i think i was almost 18,,,,i stayed in that instetut 5 years almost,,,,the womanboss hated me,i got throu 7 to 8 operasions in backbone there the doctors told me we dont know what this could be,,i couldent sit ore lay down on my back 1 year ,,she told me if you where my child i wanna adopt you i would let you grow up with pigs rest off your life,,,she really hated me i struggelled with her hate 5 years ,,when she got to know that a man by name ingvar karlsson was gonna let me testsing for him and i was close to become 18... ;_; one day she backed off 2 meters away frome me and start screaming,,GUARDS GUARDS HELP Hozan is beating me ,,,,i was sitting down,,,so i got scared standed up and looked at here ,,suddenlly a guard tok me and she start beating me...5 years off hate she was a boss who choked me,,,i run to the polic statsion and reported here,,,i never heard anything frome that report again!! ;_; ,,thay removded me again to a place another instetut i stayde there 3 mounth and thay maide a big meeting,,thay wanned to lock me inside 5 more years ;_; so i stoped eating and drinking i got very sick ;_; still i am frome this things i went throu!! the gave me my life and freedom back as 18 years old,,thay sended me home to mother,,,with no edjukasion points nuthing ! i start looking for my own apartment and took csn loan tu study,,i even worked in a stores and church with kids,,and resturants,,,i got my own apartment ,,i had very difficult to find a job becourse i dident have edjukasion,,,i got friends i lerned to smoke hash ,,it maidse my pain dessipear and this life story off mine wasent diffcult to live with becourse the hash maide me calm down and smile at all this,,i also have still pain in my dameged backbone,,,i smoked and keept myself save never done any drogs ore alkoholik never beside smooking hash onlly at age 18...i was tricked back to suria again with mom trying to force me to marrie as 18 years old ,,i dident marrie!! she took my passport and threted to leave me there ,,,but at the end i came back to Sweden,,to my own apartment!! i was hated still i am hated frome mother and her people side!! as 20 years old i was trying to survive alone...and i had friends ,,i took off often to Denmark it was nice to be respekted as smoker as humanbean!! ;_; ,,becourse the smooke helped me to deal with this life without any stronger medecin and it keept me away frome bad things and unleagel things!!! as 22 year old i stayed in denmark 3 mounth and i came back to sweden with hart broken frome a kurdish guy who dident love me ,,here i meet another kurdish guy we where girlfriend boyfriend 4 years ,,we got married and have a child together , 3 times have people reported me as hashsmoker my closeests famely with jelus people did that ,,and i have never lie to the social so thay came to took tests and juged to leave me alone becourse evrything people say about me is not tru ,,im good humanbean but i cant fight all yall hates against me,,you are alot jelus and against me for marring and having child with kurdish like myself.thay hated me here as i explained frome i was child..,we went home to Kurdistan 2006 with our child ,,and i also wanned my real id so i could show the Swedish goverment and become a swedish sedisent also becourse iv been here seens i was 8 and i se this as my homeland to!! 2006 i went to court in zakho Kurdistan and thay told we can not give you any id...becourse your mother and father dident get married,,,so i returned to sweden 2006,,,you se i got kind off sick also 2006 becourse when i came home i dient smooke hash i had breake and start getting lossing alot off weight with hart claps becourse iv been smooking seens i was 18 ,,i tested it when i was 17,,,i came back to sweden ,,,and was very uppsed and had very bad ekonimi situasion i divorsed here becourse off this difficult surviving situsion with no good apurtunety ore jobs ,i got my self a job driving a big car delivering food,,untill 2009 i borrowed mony frome a Swedish friend who have try to help me ,,i own him mony ,,again 2009 i came back home to Kurdistan Zakho asking for my id and this time thay told me again NO!! i got very upsed and returned here opened facebook,,keept on with my life and working hard to stay clean in the sustem laws rules,,
Posted on: Mon, 10 Jun 2013 20:40:55 +0000

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