Deanna Frey Pd.6 Reflector

        I was so excited for the life that was planned out ahead of me before those pale strangers came into my life and turned it upside down. My father, mother, brother, and my whole village were taken away from me in one night before my very eyes. My own brother died in my arms! I no longer can have the hope of a happy lifetime with Besa.This brings me such unimaginable grief that no one, especially a girl my age should ever have to deal with in a lifetime. How could our own neighboring tribe help the men who do this to us? The healthy and young chosen ones are taken on a journey to a place where many others are captured just like me. I am so devastated, frightened, angry, and confused! What is happening to us?

         I have made a friend, Afi, that teaches me of the horrors around me and that I will encounter, but she is a comfort. We are taken aboard a ship to be sailed like cargo. It is so hard to carry the knowledge that all that happens may only get worse. Living like an animal is so degrading, especially with how we are treated each night by the soldiers. I am learning some of the language from the kind, red-headed man which gives me hope, but then I see the more and more bodies that are thrown overboard and it brings the huge load of grief again. All of this anguish is too much, and I begin to feel numb to life to block out these terrible feelings. I feel so depressed and helpless that sometimes I believe that death would be the better option, but Afi says that I must be strong and survive this journey for my family and for myself. It seems impossible.

"At first Amari prayed for the storm to stop. Soon she simply wished that the ship would be take by the storm and sink to the bottom of the ocean."  (pg.60 paragraph 2)