Amin.

We need to know how you got here.

There's nothing to worry about. Just tell us what happened.

I was interrogated for hours.

I'm the only survivor of my family.

I must inhabit the story that the smuggler gave me.

I imagined that my mom and brothers were killed.

I cry.

The damn story really hits me, even though it's not true.

I cry uncontrollably. The tears keep falling.

My father and I hid for a year in the wilderness, before he was killed.

I was surprised to cry about something that wasn't true.

It took a month to get from Afghanistan to Denmark.

As soon as I'm finished, I write everything,

every word, in Dari, in my notebook.

I don't have anyone. I'm on my own.

And now I've told you my story...

everything... up until now.

Only when we were driving through the town square

and I see the neon lights...