Hello family,

I hope you get this, because it is a long way for this bottle to float.
I am in this strange place, full of strange people and they are speaking this strange language. The food is horrible and you can’t go outside because they say it is too dangerous.
I have some water, but it tastes horrible and it has these weird things like dirt or something in it but I think I will survive off it. I also have a small radio powered by batteries; every now and then the radio flickers on and off and has small death reports on refugees being hanged.
The food, the water, the climate and the culture is all horrible I wish I was back in Mexico but I heard on the radio that it is being destroyed by Donald Trump and there will be nothing left but I hope you, my family are all okay.
I hope you are all right whereever you are. I still have nightmares of when they attacked us. I wish I was home with you because his strange place is horrible, I am trapped in this confined stinky place with this couple and her husband just died three days ago and she has not stopped crying for those three horrible days and the cell is starting to flood because she has been crying so much it is like a waterfall coming out of her eyes.
There is this security guard who is a woman and she is smoking hot she is prettier than a princess but she is guarding this other cell but I wish she was guarding our cell so I could stare at her all day, there is this extremely fat ugly man who is guarding our cell and I can just see past him he is that fat.
I have just heard news that my cell and a few others are going to be shipped to Madagascar so whilst I am being shipped I will send the bottle into the drink to start its long journey.

Yours sincerely, James