Dear Diary,
Today was another long day in this camp; our shared room feels so cramped, and I often hear whispers of sadness and anger from my neighbors as we try to make sense of this unjust separation from our homes—a stark reminder that the democracy I believed in has betrayed my family and me simply because of the color of our skin; it leaves me questioning whether this country, which professes freedom and equality, truly values those ideals for all its citizens.