I came from Afghanistan. I was quite happy there with my family all together. I still remember when I was a kid, there was mountains and a lot of dust and the houses aren't that rich like England, they've got like tents.
There was some fighting and war and it started to build up. They were sort of like taking the good areas, they started to bomb there. Sometimes when I looked out the window, I felt quite sad. So then my grandmom had decided all of us go to a safer place in Europe. By the time we got to the airport I remember they let my grandma in and me but not my family.
They said they didn't have a passport and then they had to go back. We thought that they were on another plane, but when we got in England, they weren't there. We thought, you know, something must have happened. He might be alive. We never know.
I had nightmares of my mum picking me up. in school and then when my eyes opened up I realised that it was just a dream, it wasn't real. And then every night I was crying, I was always dreaming about them. It's like my bones are broken because I feel really hungry and really sad.
I went to school. I learnt new things there. It was like really frustrating that I can't speak English.
The only word I know is yes. Sometimes I get embarrassed that I don't know the word. The thing I was doing like... Sitting in the corner doing nothing, watching other people play.
And sometimes people came with me to play with me and then I started to play with them. I found new friends. I started to practice football with them. Everyone was amazed by my pictures because I was a really good drawer.
I had something special to show them every day. Pictures of my family, my mum and dad, me, Spiderman because I like Spiderman. Sometimes I was drawing pictures of football because I like football, they made me happy.
But then when I keep on imagining my family, I want them to come here. Four and a half years passed and then we had a phone call. My cousin said that they saw my dad in the mosque praying and then they handed the phone to my dad and then I started talking to my dad, my mum and dad.
I was more happy at that time. My first wish would be my mum and dad coming to this country because it feels like it's actually going to happen. But I get upset. I wish they could come right now. I can't wait for that day.