There are no flights going anywhere, we are in prison here. Why aren’t they letting us go back to our families? They are releasing people with no address. I’ve gone an address, i’ve got my address to go to. Why go through bail again? Just releases us.

They keep pushing notes under the door saying its advised to keep two metres apart. Its impossible, unless they are going to lock us up and feed us one by one. People are coming to me to read out these notes cos they can’t read English. My English isn’t great so I could be making mistakes when I’m explaining it to them. I’m trying to explain it to them and keep the two metres apart while I’m doing it.

When you go for lunch there is a long queue, how you keeping two metres apart there? I’m not worried about the people in here I’m worried about the officers who are coming in and not getting tested.

An African man, been here 15months and suddenly he got sick. When the doctor come for him they were wearing facemarks and gloves and everything. If you got the virus you don’t know. They aren’t testing us. At the end of the day we aren’t prisoners, we are detainees. We can’t go anywhere. Paracetamol, paracetamol. That ain’t going to solve anything. You have to wait ages to see the doctor here, I understand when you’re outside, but in here man! If you want to see the Dr they don’t want to see you, they just say do it on the phone.

I’m scared to go outside. This is mental torture. I’m fed up, I’m fed up, I’m fed up. I’m so sad in here. We are all fed up. They are just telling us stories. Telling us things we need to hear. This is how everyone feels, not just me.

I’m getting a headache, I’m thinking too much.

If i was on the outside id be happy to share my story. But in here they would punish me.