Personal Narrative: Bosnia

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Bosnia was a magnificent place before the war began. There were luscious and thriving trees, colourful market stalls and elegant buildings. One day this all drastically changed, I woke up to the shouts of anxious soldiers in the street evacuating as many as they possibly could and the screech of wheels as people fled Sarajevo. This was the moment my life changed forever. Over the growing weeks the heavy bombing continued, the mortars still blazed away, and the gunfire never ceased. Eventually, Mama and Tata said that I must flee Sarajevo and get to Australia. At the time I did not understand. Now I am grateful, I was too malnourished and unwell, if I hadn’t left I would have most likely died. Arriving in Melbourne was a considerable

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