Status Updates From Detained: An Immigrant Boy'...

Wow! Just wow. No words.

“...They keep you pinned where you are. We have no control. We are controlled.

And I don’t even think they’re trying to hurt us, exactly. They do it because that’s just how this system is built. They do it because that’s how it’s done here. They’ve created this prison camp where all of us are constantly told: you’re a criminal, you’re a pain in the ass, you don’t matter....”

"The adults who have tried to actively hurt me aren’t as bad as all the adults who stand around, seeing what’s happening, doing nothing. Looking bored. This has been everywhere since I got to el Norte."

“You are not permitted to go anywhere without adult supervision. No one is allowed to sit or lie on your bunk except for you. No physical contact of any kind is allowed— that includes high-fives, handshakes, hugs. Brief fist bumps are permitted. If you violate any of these rules, the tíchers will include a report in your record...”

Ew

"I took off the shoe, then peeled back the bandage. A whole lot of dead skin came off with it. My foot is a slimy mess of red and purple and yellow."

This entire story is nightmare fuel

"In a flash, I pictured myself falling from the car, hitting my head, tumbling under the train’s wheels, breaking my neck."

😱

If I were a millionaire, I’d give her all my money so she could give elotes con chile away for free all day, as a service to the world.