Ahmed has been under a lot of stress. His family is under a lot of stress. He is trying to work, and that means being on the street. But as we hear from Ahmed, being on the street these days may be no more dangerous than staying close to home.
What should I write about? The death, the fear, or the lack of hope. Maybe I should write about waiting for my turn to die. And thinking all the time of the way I am going to die. Will it be ugly? Or just a normal death. Am I going to be tortured? Or burned?