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My name is Fatma Hamido I am 21 years old and I have a boy and a baby girl.I left Syria when I was six months pregnant to go to Turkey where I stayed there for fifteen to twenty days with some of my relatives.After Turkey, we took a boat and came to Greece and stayed on an island that is called Mytilini. We stayed there for fifteen days and after that we traveled to Athens to give birth in the hospital to my baby girl. At the hospital the doctors were very good with me. We stayed only for two days there and finally they brought us here (in Myrsini camp) with my daughter who is two months old now.When I left Syria while being pregnant, I got very tired. I had to hold my son in my arms all the time and that was very difficult. I was only thinking that if we would have stayed in Syria my son and husband would probably die and always be in danger. I wouldn't be able to keep on living if I would ever loose them. These thoughts gave me the strength to keep on running. I fell down but I stood up again and camefinally to Greece. My husband also gave me the courage to continue. So thank god I arrived safely. I’m fine, I have forgotten everything.I didn’t want to get pregnant but it was god’s will that made it happen. When I first got pregnant I tried to have a forced abortion by taking pills. But nothing happened. I didn’t realize that I was pregnant not until I was already three months. When I first tried to take the pills the doctor told me that what I did was wrong. I could feel its heart inside me. After that I said to myself that every baby needs a chance and since god gave it to us I decided to keep it. Then, in the boat, many children sat on my belly because I thought that my baby had died. My belly felt as hard as a rock. I even forgot that I was pregnant. So, I let them sit on my belly because I didn’t want this baby to live under these circumstances. She was not bornyet so I tried not to think about her a lot. When the coastal guard finally saw us me and my son were one of the first to be rescued. Finally when we reached the island my baby started moving again.

My name is Fatma Hamido I am 21 years old and I have a boy and a baby girl.I left Syria when I was six months pregnant to go to Turkey where I stayed there for fifteen to twenty days with some of my relatives. 

After Turkey, we took a boat and came to Greece and stayed on an island that is called Mytilini. We stayed there for fifteen days and after that we traveled to Athens to give birth in the hospital to my baby girl. At the hospital the doctors were very good with me. We stayed only for two days there and finally they brought us here (in Myrsini camp) with my daughter who is two months old now. 

When I left Syria while being pregnant, I got very tired. I had to hold my son in my arms all the time and that was very difficult. I was only thinking that if we would have stayed in Syria my son and husband would probably die and always be in danger. I wouldn't be able to keep on living if I would ever loose them. These thoughts gave me the strength to keep on running. I fell down but I stood up again and came 

finally to Greece. My husband also gave me the courage to continue. So thank god I arrived safely. I’m fine, I have forgotten everything. 

I didn’t want to get pregnant but it was god’s will that made it happen. When I first got pregnant I tried to have a forced abortion by taking pills. But nothing happened. I didn’t realize that I was pregnant not until I was already three months. When I first tried to take the pills the doctor told me that what I did was wrong. I could feel its heart inside me. After that I said to myself that every baby needs a chance and since god gave it to us I decided to keep it. Then, in the boat, many children sat on my belly because I thought that my baby had died. My belly felt as hard as a rock. I even forgot that I was pregnant. So, I let them sit on my belly because I didn’t want this baby to live under these circumstances. She was not born 

yet so I tried not to think about her a lot. When the coastal guard finally saw us me and my son were one of the first to be rescued. Finally when we reached the island my baby started moving again.