We Can do is Hope for the Best - Personal Story

We will see what happens with time, but for now, I am happy with my new life·. well that's what I thought. I am Fritz Pfeiffer, from Germany, 17 years old and my great grandfather gave me this dairy before he died. I came to Australia for a new and better life with no pain or conflict.

A year ago, I got onto a plane with my family excited to see what was ahead, knowing what I know now maybe it wasn't a good idea.

As I look around now, I can see so many of us thinking the same thing, silently asking the same questions, worrying about the same life concerns - are we ever going to fit in? Are we ever going to get out? The future is unclear to us and we are just continuously questioning·. who will be next?

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We have been locked up for a week now yet it feels like years. The camp horrifying and depressing, five meters of dangerous painful wire, a big wooden gate and an area that is small enough to feel like I am trapped in a box.

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Whilst sitting around with my family, staring at each other with such clueless expression on our faces as we don't know what to think or what to say.

I am situated in a remote area experiencing many emotions such as isolation and loneliness. There are many individuals in this camp that I have never seen before with unrecognizing accents. It makes me question whether I will belong or even be welcomed into Australia.

What is my belonging? People separating themselves form migrants because of sense of emotions at other people for their own suffering. All me and my family wanted was to have happiness and bring enemies together.

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It's been a few months now, the same stop we were at the start nothing has changed. As days go by nights fall shivering in the cold holding onto my family for dear life we were uncertain now on what could be our future anymore. We see new faces rolling in on planes and boats about every day now as shocked as we were. When is this going to stop? As we adapt to our new life the new food, the new rules and the new community around us. We stay strong as a family and hoping this could finally finish. I say to myself "let's make this work where here now!".

I go to bed wondering what it could have been it's taking a massive toll on me now. Second guessing myself now, why did me move here? Well·

As I keep writing in my wrecked and ruined dairy I said to my family and other people along the way where here now all we can do is hope for the best and one day have a life me and you can remember.