Detained - Part II

The pen poised over the page, my hands now shaking so violently that I can hardly hold the pen let alone write anything I forced my hand down onto the page. I had given up – now sobbing uncontrollably I signed the page, but with some of my wits still about me wrote in plain English below my name – (this has been signed under duress). As my pen finished signing he pulled the page and abruptly left the room. I was incredibly sad; no one knew where I was. What would mum and dad think when I just disappeared? Would anyone ever find out, or would I just be a family mystery that future generations talked about in hushed whispers. Or would they think I just didn’t care anymore and just vanished. Clearly this is not what I had expected for my life - I was just starting to actually live my life and finding my confidence and feet in the world. What seemed like an eternity later two guards came into the small interrogation ro...