
Photo: Gareth Harper
“People were shouting. There were crashing noises. I thought I was in a dream. Four people came in my room, told me get up, get ready. I didn’t know how to make myself dressed. I thought, ‘I’m going to wake up and this is a bad dream’.
“In the living room: my father, my brother in handcuffs. My father is crying. My mother is crying. I never saw my father cry. I told the lady, ‘What is wrong with you? I can’t go to detention. I am 13 and I am going to school today, and why are you putting handcuffs on my father? He is a human being’.
“My brothers were too quiet. They grabbed my dad and took him out of the house. Then my brother, Elvis. He is 18 and very quiet, and he did not want to go in handcuffs but they made him. Then they took me, my mother and other brother. I didn’t want our neighbours to see me.
“I want to come home now. I was excited to go to school that day… I don’t want to be in Yarl’s Wood. We can’t go out. Too many people are sad. My brothers are quiet, my father and mother are too upset. Someone killed himself here.”
