Please assign to writer 41623
The main idea of this is to Persuade hey have suffered persecution or fear that they will suffer persecution due to:
Race. Tigray.
Nationality.
Please use the above criteria and persuade a reader that it is real persecution will happen. Please use strong and convincing language to show returning to country of origin is not possible due to still war is happening in Tigray although our family live in addis,( the capital)
https://www.reuters.com/investigates/special-report/ethiopia-conflict-tigrayans/
https://www.state.gov/atrocities-in-ethiopias-tigray-region/
https://www.bbc.com/news/world-africa-57226551
https://news.un.org/en/story/2020/11/1077592
Tigray, the Armenian Genocide and an Open Letter to Pres. Biden
https://www.reuters.com/world/ethiopian-orthodox-church-head-says-genocide-is-taking-place-tigray-2021-05-09/
My name is N. I was born on August 5, 2002 in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia. My parents names are G and Genet They were both born and raised in Tigray(North Ethiopia), my mother moved to Addis Ababa, the capital city, when she was a teenager. My father, who is a businessman, used to move back and forth for work before he finally settled in Addis as well. Years later they met in a small caf my grandmother used to own, also where my mother worked, and in the late nineties, they got married and had my oldest sister. I have six siblings and I am third in the birth order. I have four brothers and two sisters (the youngest and oldest).
Growing up I loved soccer, I remember playing with my classmates every day at school and I would come back home either hurt from the fall I took earlier on the mean surface we played on, or my uniform pants ripped up and my mother would always tell me to be more careful.
I attended school at Gibson Youth Academy from the 1st grade up to 10th grade, I met many of my friends there. And then in 2018, I switched schools and went to Diamond Academy for my junior and senior year of high school where I graduated through the pandemic in 2020. I am currently in college studying business management.
One day early in the morning a couple of weeks in to the beginning of the war (Nov 2020), I wake up to someone banging at my door hard, after I rushed to open it and I see it was my father at the door and he tells me that law enforcement were outside demanding to search the house. I immediately tell my younger brother to look after the young ones and to stay inside his room. And then I go out rushing to be met by not just regular police officers but soldiers with ranger uniforms carrying assault rifles and officers dressed as civilians. Random car and pedestrian searches had been almost customary over the months leading up to then, and I had also heard they were going around terrorizing and searching Tigrayan owned houses, after the war began, but now that they were in my house, I got really scared and started to panic a little bit, even though we had done nothing wrong, here we were being searched without a warrant solely because of our ethnicity, but then I immediately remembered what my father had told me about them planting fake evidences and arresting owners for it and I quickly started to follow them closely while they tore up the house while searching it. When they finally decided to stop intimidating us and decided to leave, they tell us that they would take my father with them to the station for further questioning and so they did, and at that moment I realized maybe I should take a picture or video of them taking him because you never know what could happen and the moment I raised my camera towards them, I was met by the end of the barrel of an assault rifle. They held me at gun point and ordered me to delete what ever I had recorded, which I complied with trembling. That day I experienced something I never thought I would, I genuinely feared for my life. Later that day I learned that they had released my father but they had arrested two security personnel from my fathers two work places which had also been searched that same day and my uncle. Genocide is happening to my own people because of our race
And fears of them coming back started to grow in my head and it became increasingly difficult for me to get an undisturbed good nights sleep knowing they could do anything at any time. And that fear grew stronger when one night, a couple of weeks later, I was sitting around outside when all of a sudden I saw sparks in the sky and gun shot noises, I immediately took my sister inside with me and prayed they didnt come our direction. Luckily minutes later the fire stopped but news broke that one of our Tigrayan neighbors security had been hit and that he had died from the wound, I later found out that they were robbers that did it but I felt hopeless thinking that if it had been us that were the victims, the authorities wouldnt care much as to helping us, and that day I considered myself a second-class citizen. They came back weeks later with all the drama and intimidation techniques they used the first time and all I could think was, God please get me past this.
I cant mention any Tigrayan I know, from family members, to friends families, or any Tigrayan I know or heard of, who hasnt been a victim of unwarranted arrest or unwarranted house search and intimidation in Addis Ababa. I have family members that have been killed or displaced in Tigray, family that fled to Sudan as refugees and called after months and months to let us know that they were still alive, and to tell us of all the war crimes they witnessed in what can only be called a Genocide on the people of Tigray, and the heart-breaking fact that they were starving due to lack of food and wanted us to send them some money.
I left Ethiopia at January 2021 through the airport with a student F-1 visa, but it still didnt stop them from harassing me there also, as soon as they saw my fathers name (tigrayan name) they immediately knew I was Tigrayan and all of a sudden started asking me all these questions. Questions like what is your fathers line of work, and where is your father now, questions that had nothing to do with why I was there. The harassment continued up until I boarded the plane where I was ordered to stay back of the line and that they had something to verify. Thankfully I became the last person to board that plane, even though I was there early and had first class seats, but I accepted what I could get, and I also later heard that they had refused two Tigrayans to board that same flight and I felt sorry for them.
If I was forced to return to Ethiopia, my fear is safety and having to live with the conscience that the authorities robbed me and my parents of a place to call home. The Ethiopian administration failed in upholding the peace and safety of the population. The Ethiopian regime failed Tigray and its citizens. I wish to stay in the U.S. because I am confident it has the resources that would mold me and bring me back to my feet to be productive once more and believe in myself, and I also believe it will give me a platform to heal and rebuild in a safe environment.
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