… we seemed to be on the television…
My heart raced and I had to stop myself nervously drumming my fingers on my legs. It wasn’t our fault our country was war torn, nor was it our fault that we have no other choice but to escape. It wasn’t our fault that our escape option had to be illegal, so that's what we are doing.
That’s how we ended up locked in a windowless room. I couldn't help but worry it was my fault. Did I give it away. But now we seemed to be on TV supporting an article on refugees and feeling unsure of what will happen to us next.
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