For me, every day, before I go to sleep, reading Humans of New York (HONY) is a must. I've been reading this page for the last one year, I went crying and smiling and definitely restore my humanity every time I finished reading their new posts. They actually run a website, but I prefer to see the posts on their facebook page because I love to read the comments. HONY is now currently having a project with United Nations, the writer is in Jordan for a time. This post got me cried so hard right now.
"One day I drove into the city to buy goods for my shop. I repaired antennas and satellite dishes, so I needed some replacement parts. But on the road there was a checkpoint for the Syrian government, and two soldiers came up to my car. They began to argue with each other. 'Let's take him,' said one of them.
'Let him go,' said the other. And they went back and forth, and back and forth. But finally the first man won the argument, and they took me out of my car, put a blindfold on me, and took me to jail. When I got to the jail, they began beating me with a cord. They asked me if I supported the rebels. I kept saying 'No,' but they kept beating me. They took off all my clothes. They said: 'We are going to whip you 35 times, and if you say 'ouch,' we will start from the beginning. They whipped me and kicked me and broke 3 of my ribs. They said: 'Tell us how many soldiers you've killed.'
I said: 'None.'They said: 'Tell us how many soldiers!"I said: 'None. I haven't killed anyone.'But they kept beating me and they ripped off my toenails and I screamed: 'Eleven! Eleven! I killed eleven soldiers!' So they put me into prison. But I never killed any soldiers. I never fought anyone. I'm a good person. I have a very sweet heart. You believe me when I tell you this, don't you?"
(Zaatari Refugee Camp, Jordan)