Diary of a Japanese American teenager who was kept in an internment camp

Dear Diary,
this morning was horrible. We were brought to this camp a week ago and I thought I'd seen everything but today... fuck! Some Japanese demonstrated against their treatment in the camps, some of them were teenagers, just like me and then...
The military police shot at them. Three people who just reached my age died and another nine were wounded. You have to be very strong to survive in this camp. There is always somebody who watches you and so you're always the target of one of the gunmen on the security towers. An escape is next to impossible, everywhere are barb wire fences and the military forces are very powerful. But the young aren't as badly treated as the first generation Japanese Americans. I think the GIs believe that they're spies from Japan. Many of the older people were hurt badly and now the Americans say we schould fight for them in WW2. I don't like this idea but we don't have a choice. But on the other side, I was born in the USA and feel like an American. So I'm also proud to protect my country against enemies although the enemy is the country where my parents were born in.
Well, I think that's all I got to say for the moment!