**July 2018 Flores Declarations** Female Narrator My date of birth is December 3, 1979. My daughter is sixteen years old. My daughter and I are from Honduras. I left my country because my life had been threatened and I had been held up at gunpoint three times. We presented ourselves at the border about eight days ago. We were taken to the Custom and Border Patrol Facility in McAllen Texas, which we call the Ice Box. The Ice Box was freezing, and my daughter and I were shivering the entire time. We were so cold that my daughter was miserable. We were given food, but hte food was frozen and not fit for consumption. It smelled so bad that we went hungry instead of eating it. My daughter and I were hungry the entire time we were at the Ice Box. We were given a mylar blanket but no mattress pad. After about one day, my daughter and I were taken to another facility. Known as the Dog House, where we held for four days. We were immediately separated at the Dog House, And stayed separated the entire time. We were allowed to talk to each other only once for ten minutes in the three days we were there. My daughter was very frightened and depressed the entire time. She is still depressed and has nightmares and a lot of anxiety because of separation. The female guards yelled at my daughter a lot Called her names and made fun of her and the other children. The female guards would not let her sleep and kicked her to keep her awake. They also called the children filthy and told them Not to throw anything on the floor the way they would at home in their country. The female guards made my daughter and the other girls strip naked in front of them and ogled the girls before their showers. My daughter was scared of the guards because they were really angry all the time The Dog House is even colder than the Ice Box and my daughter and I were shivering the entire time. My daughter was so cold that she had severe pain in her leg. The guards told her that if she was hurt She would have to stay in the Dog House longer So she did not ask for medical care. The guards also would not allow her to have an additional mylar blanket, so she had to hide an extra blanket that someone who was leaving gave her to try and warm up her leg. We were not given mattress pads to sleep on. The food at the Dog House was same as the Ice Box. It was frozen and smelled bad. We did not eat it and we went hungry the entire time we were there. We did not have any toothpaste or a toothbrush the entire time we were at the Dog House. The bathrooms at the Dog House were dirty and disgusting. We were told to continue to use them and not make the bathrooms dirtier Even though the toilets were already overflowing. We were muddy and wet when we were apprehended, But we were not allowed to shower or change for five days. We were housed in dog cages And my daughter was constantly moved without telling me. This made me fearful for her safety And further traumatized my daughter. After four days we were moved to another Ice Box, where we were reunited And whwere we stayed for one day. We were not given food or water the entire day. My daughter acted very different when we were reunited. She was depressed and didn't talk much. After one day we were moved to another Dog House that was different than the first. We stayed at this Dog House for one day and night. We were separated again immediately when we arrived at the second Dog House. The second Dog House had the same gross food as the first. Frozen sandwiches that smelled bad. Again we did not eat much and went hungry the entire time. After the second Dog House, we were moved to the Dillcy facility. There are no current plans for our release.

Exhibit 4 I came from Moncagua in San Miguel, El Salvador. I am 16 years old. I lived in my grandfather's home with my 20 year old fiance And our one-year old daughter. My fiance, daughter, sister, and I had to leave our grandfather saw the gang kill our neighbor They threatened to kill him So we all had to leave He is old so he went into hiding. We came to the United states Because we have family here. My fiance's uncle lives in Virgina and wants to sponsor us. My fiance and I crossed with our baby at part Juarez, and had to cross the river by foot It was very deep, so I held our baby And my fiance held onto me to keep us above the water. Two hours after we crossed, we met Border Patrol They took us to a very cold house. We slept on mats ont he floor And gave us aluminum blankets. They took away our baby's diapers, formula And all of our belongings. Our clothes were still wet and we were very cold And so we got sick My fiance, our daughter, and I got sick. We were there for about 10 hours. After that they took us to a place with a tent. There was also a structure with a roof but no walls. They putus in a cell together. Until this point, our family was kept together But here they came and took our daughter and me out of the cell And separated my fiance from us. We were all very upset. Our baby was crying. I was crying. My fiance was crying. We asked the guards why They were taking our family apart And they yelled at us. They were very ugly and mean to us. They yelled at him in front of everyone To sit down and stop asking questions. We have not seen him since. They made us al sit in lines and all face the same way. If we tried to shift positions or turn around and look the other way They would yell at us not to turn around. There were about 30 children there. They were made to sit on the ground lined up And all face the same way. They made us do that for like five hours. Our one-year-old tried to stand up and take some steps And the guards told me to make my baby sit down and stay still. They got mad at me because I was having trouble making my baby Who is a toddler, sit still for so long. My back was hurting me from sitting there on the ground with my legs folded And my baby in my lap trying to hold her still. After that they brought us here. We stay in a room with 45 other children. There are ten bunkbeds. We sleep two children per mattress. They other children sleep on thin mats on the concrete floor. The way the beds are assigned is that the child who leaves Gives their bed to someone else A girl left and so she designated that bed for my daugther and me. Until then, my baby and I slept on a cement wall. There was no mat so my baby and I slept directly on the cement. We had 2 blankets, and so I put one underneath us and the other one on top of us. I have been in the US for 6 days and I have never been offered a shower Or been able to brush my teeth. There is no soap here and our clothes are dirty. They have never been washed. My daughter is sick and so am I. In the morning, they give us Jello Oatmeal, and silver pouches of fruit punch. At dinner, they give us a bean burrito. There is nothing else in the burrito. No rice, or cheese. They give my daugther formula, but otherwise we get no milk. We get no fruits or vegetables. My baby asks for her dad all of the time. She frequently looks for him and wonders where her dad is. We both miss him very much and don't understand Why they broke up our family.

### June 19 TRO Declarations Exhibit 41 ("Who wants to take care of this little boy") I came from El Salvador with my brothers, 11 and 19. I'm 15. We came to be with our motherin the United States because gangs were threatening us. They came to our house and beat up our aunt So we had to leave before they came back. They took our older brother to another facility And then brought my younger brother and me here At first my brother and I were together But then they said he could not be in the same room. A Border patrol agent came into our room With a two year old boy and asked us Who wants to take care of this little boy Another girl said she would take care of him but she lost interest so I started taking care of him yesterday His bracelet says he is two years old. I feed the 2 year old boy, change his diaper, and play with him. He is sick. He has a cough, and a runny nose And scabs on his lips. He was coughing last night so I asked to take him to see the doctor. And they told me that the doctor would come to our room But the doctor never came. The little boy that I am taking care of never speaks. He likes for me to hold him as much as possible. We live in room 203 with 25 children. I estimate that it is about 10 by 15. The first night I slept on the concrete ground And used the blanket to cover me because it was so cold. I could not sleep because I was so cold and my head hurt. Yesterday, some of the girls left and so I was able to get one of the beds. Last night, the little boy and I were able to sleep in the bed together. Today a nurse got mad at us because a comb is missing. Two guirls asked to use a comb but only one was returned. We are not allowed to keep combs, so they came in and took out all of the beds and all of the blankets in order to punish us. Now we will have to sleep on the floor. In our room there are two toilets and a sink. One toilet is out in the open and the other is in a stall with no door So there is no privacy when we go to the bathroom There is no soap. We eat in the same room. Some of the children have to eat on the floor. I have to change the little boy's diaper on the bed. Since arriving here, I have never been outside and have never taken a shower.

**TRO Declarations, 51. (Indeterminate gender)** Amp3 I am 7 years old. I am from El Salvador. I came with my aunt and her female cousin. They are both big. We came because there were people who wanted to hurt us. There were people who had eyes on me whenever I went to school. My Aunt, her cousin, and I looked for Border Patrol after we walked into the United States. We found them right away and they told us to get into a car with the people we had come with. From there they took me to a tent where it was very cold and there were no blankets. My Aunt, her cousin, and I slept on the ground in the tent. We spent the night there. I woke up in the very early morning. It was still dark outside. I was scared because my aunt was not there next to me anymore. My Aunt's cousin told me she wasn't there anymore because she was preganant and the baby was on the way. I started to cry. Someone called my name and ab hour later they took me to where my aunt was. She was sitting in a normal chair and was not connected to anything. I was very, very scared, but it was a relief to see her. I was there with my aunt in a small room for just a little while. Then we were both taken outside. An officer told me to get into a car. My aunt was standing outside the car. Theyt old me she was not coming with me. I wanted to go back to where my aunt's cousin was, but they would not let me. When I went to go see my aunt, I did not know that they would not bring me back. I felt like they had tricked me. A lady officer brought me here, to the Clint Border Patrol station. Today is the fourth day that I have been here. I am in room 203 with between 10 and 20 others. on some days a nurse comes and brings two combs for everyone to share. One is a lice comb, and the other is a normal hairbrush. They leave the combs with the children in the room for about 15 or 20 minutes. Then someone comes back and tells us to give them back the lice comb and the hairbrush. Yesterday after lunch a nurse brought the lice comb and hairbrush. A little while later a guard came back and asked for the lice comb and hairbrush. He was bald and had a light complexion. When the guard asked for the lice comb and hairbrush, we did not know wher they were. We looked at each other to see who had the combs. The guard was angry and asked in a rough voice who had the brushes. The other kids were scared and so was I. I felt dizzy and started to cry. He said we had ten minutes to look for the combs, and if we could not find them We were going to be without beds and without covers. He gave us ten minutes. All of us were panicked. WE looked under the bed. Kids asked each other if they had seen the brushes. He came back and yelled at us, asking if we had found the combs. We had to tell him that we couldn't find them. When we told him, officers came into the room and started taking everything away. They took pillows and blankets. We had a blanket that we were using to hold up in front of the bathroom because there is not a door. The offficer took even that one. He said we were going to sleep in the floor. He said it was punishment for losing the combs. What he said was true. We all slept on the hard tile floor last night. Nobody tried to climb into a bed because the guard said that they were Going to take away anybody who tried to get into the bed. They told us that we could not have blankets anymore. I asked to call my dad, who lives in Washington, DC. An officer took me out into the hallway to call my dad. I told my dad what happened. My dad asked to speak to someone who works in the place where I am being held. I passed the phone to a man officer, but cannot remember what the officer said to my dad.

**Exhibit 64 I am 17 years old. I am from Honduras. I left Honduras because I was being constantly harassed by gangs for 'rent'. If I did not pay, they threatened to kill me and my family. I was afraid for my life. My father abandoned the family when I was young, and my mother could not protect me from the gangs. I was apprehended by myself. I presented myself at the border near the end of may. I was immediately taken into custody. After a short time, I was brought to the Clint CBP facility. I have been at the Clint CBP facility for about three weeks. I have not been told of any release date or any release plan. I do not know when I will be released. I informed officials that I have a cousin in Tennessee who is willing to take me in. I provided her contact information for officials. I also have other cousins and aunts in the united states. The facility is locked. I am unable to leave. I have been warned not to attempt to leave without permission. After arriving at Clint CBP, I contracted Influenca. I had fevers, chills, trouble swallowing, sore throat. I was tired. I was kept in a room with 6 to 9 other persons who had the flu. Everyone was very sick. I was given medicine to take. I was released from the room after about three days. I have been asked to wear a face mask. Others have also been asked to wear the masks. I have been able to call my cousin in Tennessee a few times. She also does not know what is going on, but is willing to take me in.

**June 19 TRO Declarations** ### Exhibit 43 Amp 2 (Indeterminate gender) I am 14 years old. I came from a province called Jalapa in Guaemala. I came to the US with my mother, sister, and niece. My niece calls my mother mama. We had to leave because my father is abusive. We crossed the border around 9 at night. They put us in a cell around 3 in the morning. It was cold. For the first two nights we didn't have blankets or any mattress. After two days we saw that other people got aluminum foil blankets So we asked for them. We were so very tired Because we didn'tsleep at all ofr those first nights. After we got foil blankets I have slept a little But it's so hard to rest because the lights are always on. All day and all night. My mom started to get a fever and sore throat on the second day. I have a fever now, and a sore throat. This morning they put us in a new cell. It is so cold. I was shaking so hard and my little niece was very cold too. I'm afraid of the guards. On saturday I was trying to leave our cell to go to the bathroom And a guard said "Where are you going" I said "I'm going to the bathroom" He said "You don't even say thank you" Then he pushed me in the chest back into the cell and slammed the door. After that, they locked the door to the cell And we have to ask for permission to go to the bathroom. I don't want to ask to go to the bathroom Because I'm afraid they are going to yell at us. The food here is not enough. In the morning they give us a burrito and sometimes juice. They don't give any milk to my niece who is two years old. For lunch and dinner they give us spaghetti or hamburger, but not much of it. For dinner they give us a hot dog. The food is not good and I feel hungry. We haven't been outside since we've been here. There is nothing to do in the cell. We are so bored and scared.

### Exhibit 5 (Woman) I am 13 years old. My Mother and I are from Honduras. We left the country because my mom was working at a shop and they threatened her. She was really scared and did not know what to do. Eventually the place she worked shut down and so we were not able to afford living there so we had to leave the country. We presented ourselves at the border. We were taken to what they call the Freezer. There were no beds at all there and everyone had to sleep on the cold cement. I was able to have my mother with me the whole time but many mothers were not able to It was so cold where we were staying that we could not sleep or rest. We were given small aluminum blankets. One blanket was for me. And one was for my mother. We were not allowed to shower while we were there. The toilets were very dirty. Sometimes there was toilet paper but sometimes there was not. There was not usually water for us to wash our hands. We did not have toothbrushes. There was a small container of juice and sandwiches that were very small. We were very hungry. It was painful how hungry we were. The sandwiches they gave us were still frozen When I tried to eat it it made me nauseous So I was not able to eat it and neither was my mother. It was extremely cold at this place and we were not able to sleep because of how cold it was. The air conditioning was turned on very high and it was pointed right above where I was sleeping The lights were always on. We were not given anything to clean ourselves or allowed to shower. My mother and I were taken to another place where we were held for two days. In "La Perrera" I was separated from my mother as we arrived. I had to go to this other caged area where other children were. I do not understand why, but whenever I would try to fall asleep A police would come and kick me in my feet to wake me up. Once I would wake up they would walk away. We had sandwiches and they were still frozen like int he first place. They only gave us water when it was breakfast, lunch, or dinner. They only gave us small mats to sleep on And all of the mats were touching side-by-side so there was no room to relax my body. I was able to shower one time that I stayed there. They had towels and soap for us to use there. It was so cold and I only had one shirt on. After staying there for two days we were transported in a bus. In the bus the police did not yell at us and they were nice. I was not able to be with my mother again until we were in the bus.

Exhibit 1 I am 17 years old. I came with my nephew. He is 8 years old. We are both held together. When we arrived, they gave us crackers and juice. In the morning we got a breakfast. We got lunch about noon. We did not get any snacks between meals. I don't like the food. It doesn't taste good. [My Nephew] cannot eat the food so he is very hungry. We are kept in a cage. It is very crowded, with about 50 boys and young men ranging in age from 5 to 20 years old There is no room to move without stepping over the others. We were not given a mat to sleep on So we had to sleep on the cold concrete floor. The lights are on all the time. We were both very cold last night. I did not get any sleep. I stayed up worried about my nephew. We have not been able to shower. The toilet is out in the open, in the cage. There is no door for any privacy. There is water but no soap to wash our hands. We have notbeen given a toothbrush or toothpaste to brush our teeth. We have not been given a hairbrush for our hair. It is always cold in the cage. They took my nephew's clothes when we arrived and gave him a tshirt Which is not enough to keep him warm. My sister is in Houston. She is [my nephew]'s mom. We want to golive with her. I have not been given any information about our legal rights as detainees. I have not been told how long we will be here.

2018 Flores exhibit 37 I am 17 years old. It's four months until I turn 18. I'm from Honduras. I am currently being held at Shenandoah Valley Juvenile Hall in Virginia. I have been detained here for six weeks or so. I have not been told how much longer I will be detained. I came to the United States to save my life from the “maras” and assassins in Honduras. Also because an older woman was harassing me there, and to be with my mom, who currently lives in Texas. In my country I never had problems with the police. The “mara” forced me to leave my studies because they were looking for me at school to get me to join them. So I have no choice but to leave my country. On August 22, 2016, I entered the United States by the border with Reynosa, Mexico. I had walked alone for 16 hours on a dry field, thirsty and hungry, when I was arrested by the Border Patrol. They put me very roughly inside in a big and long truck, and they took me to the immigration facility, where I stayed for about two days. Then they moved me to what we call "la hielera” (the freezer). We were like 20 people in one room, we were packed tight. I stayed there for about three days. There was not enough room for us to lie down, no mattresses or anything. There were small children were enduring in the cold, until I took off my shirt to lend it to a young boy. Then they sent me to “la perrera” (the dog kennel). I spent two days there, and then they took me to IES House Norma Linda in Brownsville, Texas. one day, when they suddenly came to me and said, " you're leaving. Pack your things." I thought I was going to go with my mom, but I was informed in the car that I was going to another shelter. I was asking them why. They answered that I could not be in that program because I had too many reports. I asked them, “what reports?” because I was never warned that there were reports against me. They gave me no more explanation or opportunity to defend myself. I started to cry because I was frustrated and also because I did not think it was right that I was suddenly moved. Life in Southwest Key was more complicated. The staff shouted at us with insults, insulting us, calling us "putos," or "apurense culeros." A staff there gave a pen to one of my partners to get a tattoo. There, too, I watched as they grabbed the minors brutally, throwing them to the ground. I managed to avoid that abuse by taking great care of myself. Shenandoah is a jail, though the staff speak to us better than in Southwest Key. However, life here is very difficult. We wear prison uniforms that smell bad and cause me an allergic itch. Sometimes it becomes a little difficult not to get in trouble with our cellmates. There is not much to do, and one spends a lot of time bored. Normally, we spend almost 13 hours and 45 minutes locked in our rooms, and even longer if there are problems with the behavior. We are divided into five or six pods, with a limit of 10 young people per pod. They punish us for what young people do in another pod, and that's not fair. There are four staff that can take care of us: two in the morning and two in the afternoon. Of the four who take care of us, almost always only one, who works the morning, speaks Spanish. So it is very easy that there are misunderstandings among the young people and the staff.