My family are all dead. In Eritrea I was orphaned, then raised by my grandparents, who also died. At age 15 I had a daughter, but I finished secondary school and got a job teaching near the Ethiopian border. There the Eritrean army arrested me, falsely accusing me of helping people flee to Ethiopia. I escaped prison with my daughter and came to this camp. I am active in the camp’s Refugee Community Council. One way I help is to procure household goods for individuals. My daughter is a top student in school here at the camp, but her prospects are limited. I hope I can persuade her not to go to Sudan in search of a better life in the West, because of the dangers for refugees in Sudan.