It's been a long time! I can only offer my sincerest apologies to you all for not continuing with my previous series. A lot has happened in my personal life which for a very long time had taken me away from this site. And from writing what I enjoy. However this period of absence has given me more ideas on what I want to do next. Hopefully you all can forgive me and I hope you enjoy this new style of content.
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In the Middle East there was growing tension. A lot of the countries within were fighting for power and control. Politics, oil and money was at the heart of this growing tension. And as a result those residing in the Middle East often found themselves caught in the middle of this power struggle. Families were forced to flee their homes and start new lives elsewhere. Those who could not afford to do so or were not able to flee were left behind to suffer until their inevitable end.
Sara was one of the lucky ones. A 40 year old woman who had been single her entire life. She lived with her family, her mother and father who were still around and her siblings in Yemen. Sara's reason for staying single was because she was completely dedicated to her profession. She was a doctor who specialised in helping young children in the local hospital. Her job meant that she would spend most of her days completing twelve hour shifts at the local hospital. And on the days that she wasn't working, she would contribute to the household. Sara was fortunate in that she came from a relatively well off family. Unlike many families residing within Yemen, Sara's was what you could consider as being middle-class. They all had jobs and were highly educated. There was also no pressure from Sara's parents for her to get married. Despite Sara's lack of interest in the idea of marriage, this didn't prevent her from being idolised by other men. Sara's lifestyle meant that she was in shape and her natural beauty is what caused her to be attractive in the eyes of others. She had long black hair which flowed down to her lower back. She was naturally fair skinned and at 5 foot 6 was of average height for a woman. Her brown eyes and rose coloured lips is what most men would see and often be attracted by. In terms of Sara's body she had a hourglass figure which was complimented by her medium shaped breasts and round peachy exterior. Those who were not within her family never saw Sara's body and because of the nature of her upbringing she would dress modestly where ever she'd go. Sara would wear a headscarf whenever she left home and this would accompanied by a niqab whilst out.
The growing tension within the Middle East made Sara's family make the biggest decision they've ever had to make which was to flee and leave their country. This was not going to be easy as they had no idea where they'd move to and starting a life abroad as a refugee was not going to be a smooth ride. Their options were also limited because of the number of countries which had publically stated would refuse entry into their country for those people travelling across from the Middle East. Despite this Sara and her family knew at all costs they had to get out before it was too late.
Sara asked her friend Fatima to come round for some advice in relation to the matter. Fatima's family were in the same boat as Sara's.
"What do we do Fats? I don't want to stick around here any longer than I should but I don't know where to go."
Fatima, a long time friend of Sara's was helping her gather all of her belongings.
"You could try the UK. I know like the US they are going to be funny about letting anyone in but it's always worth a shot. Heck, you could even marry someone from over there and try and get in that way."
Sara started laughing. More so in frustration then in actual humour.
"Are you kidding me? Why would I want to marry someone over there. I've never married here and I don't see why I need to force myself to get married just to get in. I'd rather try another route."
"Sara, hun. Listen to me. There is no other way. You're going to be stuck here unless you do something drastic. Your family might not get in either. You've got to be selfish and try and look out for yourself. You've got the rest of your life to think about. Once you're in perhaps you could get them in too. Leaving all together will not be easy and potentially dangerous."
"I guess you're right. But how do I even go about doing this? I don't know anyone there."
"You're a attractive girl Sara. I'm sure if you dressed more western and took your headscarf off, a lot of guys there would want to be with you."
"Yes but how do I even go about getting there? I mean there's a boat we could take from the port. But we'd have to sneak on."
