Sometimes I wanted to disappear

The road was very hard, the trip was very exhausting.

Sometimes I wanted to disappear for a moment, open a door and appear in my country, in my house with my family. 

But despite the fatigue I had to keep going, 

The atmosphere of the desert was very hot and the river very cold.

I was afraid of the snakes that hid in the sand.

In that dangerous place wondering if the drug dealers would kidnap us. 

Or if we would die of dehydration as we only had 3 or 2 bottles of water.

After they found us, they took us as if we were prisoners.

They separated us and took us to different rooms, it was very cold there and the blankets they gave us were made of aluminum.

~ Cristy from Ecuador