From my eyes
I was so young when it happened, I didn't understand what was going on, I mean how could I? I was 2. I'm 16 now, and I still don't know what exactly happened.
All I know is that my parents risked their life for me. They risked their life for their first child, and only daughter to have a better future. They risked their life for something uncertain, for something they wish they had. All I know is that I live in a country where most people hate us and want us gone.
All I know is that my parents were hoping, wishing, and praying for the american dream.
My parents sacrificed so many things and left family behind to give their first child and future children a better life.
Even if most people from this country hate us and want us gone, it's okay. It's okay because my parents risked everything for us, their kids. It's okay because we weren't going to let other people stop us from getting the education and life we so deserved and craved for.
...At least...that's what I thought.
Hello, my name is [ ] and I am a Mexican Immigrant.
