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Where is my sister?
I remember a long time spent in a cold truck, the sensation of being in eternal move, the darkness, no sunlight on me, hands and feet bounded, a tape on my eyes. I remember pain everywhere, especially in my stomach. An old plaid to sleep into. The need to go to the bathroom and the truck never stopping to release me. Only a bottle of water and a old sandwich to eat, I counted six of them. Six days? Or three days, twice a day? I do not feel differences between day and night.
I had to let my bowels go, shame and anger in me.
I try to move, to asses the boundaries of this space, to understand if I'm really alone, if maybe my sister is with me, restrained like me, I call and nobody answer.
Then two hands roughly made me stand up, I feel more cold, more fucking cold all around me.
I'm dragged half standing half kneeling on a metal floor, according to the sound of my steps. Then two arms grab my legs and i loose balance, i fell on something soft and wet and the tape is removed with a painful move and my tears.
I see only white snow.