Day 13

Dear diary

I am still recovering from the shock that Mum was almost killed.When Bibi and I could not find our parents. A few minutes later they arrived there in Dad's taxi. I am so happy to see Mum again! It also felt good when I was praised by my Dad when I oil which was dripping from the taxi to cover up our tracks. However, I could not believe it when Dad told me that he was going to sell his taxi for the trip. He has been having it even before I was born! He should be very sad right now as he had lost his beloved oven and now he is going to lose his taxi. I am quite curious about the place that we are going to soon after all the things have gotten into the car.

Day 14

Dear diary

We are now in the back of a truck and I have finally found out the place that we were going to-Australia. We have also crosse the border of our country. I had to tolerate many things on the way like the smelly old sacks in the truck. We wre so lucky that the people stopping the truck were not the government.I hope that things improve soon and we can reach Australia sooner and start a better life there.