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You fill out the form with the help of your roommate and submit it to one of the CBP officers. But when they read your chief complaint "need mental healthcare; contemplating suicide," they decide that you are a danger to yourself and others, and determine that you should be sent back to solitary confinement.

So to solitary confinement you go. Your thoughts eat you alive in the dark, windowless cell. You stop eating all together. When the CBP officers come to retrieve you seven days later, you are emaciated, on the brink of death.

They take you to the emergency care center, but as the doctors start to insert needles into your arms and a tube up your nose, you feel yourself slipping away.

You close your eyes and picture your daughters' smiling faces. You wish that you could have told them goodbye.

Time of death: 2:36P.M.