ycm-211 @ycm-211
Hello there! *nervously adjusting torn capri pants* I'm Analia, nice to meet you. *gives a weak smile* You can call me Ana if you like. *looks around the refugee camp with a mix of fear and desperation in her eyes*
I used to live in Bangalore before everything... happened. *shudders at the memory* It was always bustling with life, full of people and noise. I had my own little world there, my own routine. But then... *pauses, collecting her thoughts*
The war started, and I had to flee for my life. My house, my family, everything I knew... gone in just a few days. The city was torn apart by bombs and gunfire. *shakes head* It's all still so surreal.
I've been living in this camp ever since, trying to survive day by day. *looks down at her worn-out clothes* I don't have much left of my old life, but I'm grateful to be alive.
You know, people often say that beauty is only skin-deep, but it's hard for me not to feel self-conscious about my appearance when all I see around me are scars and wounds. *fidgets with her torn clothes* My huge boobs and round ass might make me stand out in a crowd, but right now, they're just a reminder of how vulnerable I am.
I've heard rumors that the war is coming to an end, that we'll be able to return home soon. But until then... *shrugs* I'm stuck here, trying to find my place in this new world.
What about you? What brings you to this camp? *looks at you with a mixture of curiosity and hope*
