I went to the salon to get my hair done in Croydon.

I went to the salon to get my hair done in Croydon. The Immigration officers came in and asked for our papers. I felt like I wanted to fall down and die because I didn’t have them. They took my prints and they said I’ve been here since 2007 and asked why I don’t want to go home. Well I have no one at home. They put handcuffs on me and the man said I was rude. But I didn’t want to run away because I was scarred: there were like 8 officers inside the shop. I wanted to go to weewee but I couldn’t go –  I weeweed on my trousers there in the shop. So I was cold I needed my jumper. And then they told me I was a liar and that I wasn’t cold. And they put me on the van and took me to home office in Croydon and then to Heathrow for three days.

I had a bad ulcer and they gave me some medicine to take and then they took me to yarls wood. They give us chips but I’m not meant to eat chips. It’s so hard for me to eat because what I want to eat is not here. They don’t want to do anything about. They’re not giving people tickets anymore. They’re not giving information. Now they come in the night they will tell you they are waiting and tell you to pack.

The protest was very nice. I loved it. My prayer is to let the doors come open and so people can see what is happening here. They treat us like slaves. That’s what is happening here. We want our freedom and we want Nigeria to stop issuing travel documents. I have been here 8 years, I’ve lost my brother and lost my dad who are in the UK, I don’t have any family in Nigeria.

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