After my older brother was born, my parents left for Jordan because the militia kicked them out of Iraq because my dad is Palestinian. My mother is Iraqi, but they still kicked her out because of my dad. When Saddam Hussein was alive it was OK for Palestinians to stay there, but after he died they said Palestinians couldn't stay in Iraq and they started kicking them out. So my parents went to Jordan, but they didn't have any papers. They got to Jordan by bus. They stayed in Jordan until I was born and my other brother was born and they didn't have papers from the government—they actually stayed there in Jordan hiding for 13 years. I was born in Jordan. After I turned 5, we left and went to Iraq. My mother left first, so she could get a place, and then we went after her. It was dangerous for us to get there because we could have gotten killed. Because I think they found out that we were in Jordan, the Jordanian government told us to leave. I was in a private school in Jordan, we had to pay for our school, and my dad was working as a house painter. My mom used to work in a salon doing hair. We lived in a building that had all Iraqi people. Two families were Palestinian and the militia came and killed the other guy, the other Palestinian guy—they shot him in the head. He was a member of my dad's family. They shot him because he was Palestinian. I was six.