Pedrito’s 30 Days with ICE.Fictional Memoir

Pedrito’s Diary, Day 8

Wednesday, January 29, 2025

I don’t know when I fell asleep last night. I only know that I was very tired and cold. The last thing I remember is that I had stopped sobbing and got under the blanket. I didn’t need to use it to cover up my cries.

Today was my 8th day here. I wondered how long I was going to mark the days. Just then, Alejandro spoke to me: “Pedrito, we have to form our lines quickly.” All five of us had settled close to one another in one corner of the hangar. I learned their ages yesterday: Alejandro was 14, Diego, 13, Jose, 12, and Jesu, 10. I also learned that their sister, Lucette, and Jesu were twins. Once I knew this, I understood better why Jesu was quiet most of the time. He probably was missing his twin sister in a different way than his older brothers.

I wasn’t as scared as I was on my first day here. These kind brothers made me feel safe. Also, because we were doing everything together, my anxiety was not as overwhelming as before.

We formed our line, just like yesterday, and picked up our food. Once each of us had their banana and bread, we went back to our corner fast. I put my food aside. I thought, if I didn’t eat anything, I wouldn’t need to go to the boulder outside. I saw how Jesu put his food aside also.

There was an announcement on the megaphone after some time had passed: “This afternoon, food will be delivered to this building. When it’s here, each of you will come over where I stand now, and open the crates. You will NOT take anything! NOT ONE SINGLE THING! Any of you who attempts to pick out anything will be PUNISHED SEVERELY!”

Now, we all became very scared.

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