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Tag: diarrhea

Day 70: Nowhere to go

Day 70: Nowhere to go

I’m thirsty. But I can’t drink water, because then I’ll have to urinate. And there’s nowhere nearby to do that. I’m on my period. So I can’t go to school, because there’s no safe bathroom to go and change the pad. I went outside at night to urinate because there’s no toilet in our house. I … read more Day 70: Nowhere to go

Posted on September 14, 2015May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories ShelterTags 2013, death, diarrhea, girls, sanitation, toilets, women
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