My name is Epa.
I am nine years old.
I am from kosovo.
I\'m a refugee.
One more thing you should know about me.
God hates me.
God turned away from me.
He took my sister ,my parents and everything
I saw my parents getting shot.
I am Epa and god hates me.
I am nine years old and i just saw my sister die with my own eyes.
I promised myself I will never pray or go to church.
She had a rare virus.
Hemophilia
She was sick for two years
i couldn\'t help her and then she died.
I just wanted to scream and run
jump up and tear god down from heaven
and ask him why he hates me.
After 2 months
Since my sister\'s death
i was taken to the u.s.
it has been two months and three days
i remember when i promised my sister that i will be happy
and find a new family.
Now i am in foster care facing the door of hell.
waiting for a nice couples to pick me up.
The other children around me are pushing me
aside crawling like ants their eyes filled with
hope.
I feel bad for them.
The front door opens and the couples come in.
one couple looked at me
just when i lost all hope.
The couple was holding each other tight and
they were smiling and looking at me
this was the best feeling I had in a long time.