They say that I had a hard life, but I wouldn’t know what an “easy” life is. They say that I will be safe and have a better life, and everything will be okay.
As I board, three men stand in front of me, grab me, and take me outside. They say that there has been a problem and I’m not going.
I have left my home, who I was, no trace of me. I couldn’t go back.
I look one of the men in the eye and ask, “Where do I go?”
He averts his eyes and calls the other two to take me away to the unknown place of the terminal.