After the death of my mother and with only a few coins in my pocket, I set out alone from Ghana to Spain.
My family and neighbors broke the door to my house with anger, entered, and started beating and stoning us.
The shots rang out from the soldier's rifle, and the first bullet entered Rashid's upper back. The second shot tore through his midsection. The bullets exited through the front of his body, indicating he'd been shot in the back.
We lost consciousness in the middle of the Caribbean Sea. When I opened my eyes, all I could see were palm trees, sand, and water.
Many Venezuelan migrants have travelled to Colombia seeking new opportunities, however, the lack of employment and the conditions of some governments have not allowed all immigrants to survive.