The Difficult Life of a Young Immigrant
There was a time when I had to make a very difficult decision because my family was having really hard times, and I made the very difficult decision to come to the United States. It was a very difficult decision because I am very close with my family, and I miss them a lot. To come here, I had to cross all Mexico alone, and those were the hardest days of my life. I had to travel all the way through Mexico. I walked a lot and spent two days on the dangerous train called the “Beast,” and those were very difficult days because it is so dangerous, but thanks to God I’m okay.
My decision to come here was very difficult, but I made it with very good intentions. I wanted to continue studying, and I could not do it in my country because there is so much poverty. My family had to pay the school every month and pay for my bus fare every day, and my mother did not have enough money to pay for all of that. My father did not have a job either. I have more younger siblings there that she also had to take care of, so my dream of school was a burden on my family. We also have a lot of problems with crime in my country, and you have to pay the gangs regularly so they do not hurt you or kill you.
Another reason I came here is because I want to help my brothers and my mother, who has a very serious illness, and I want her to heal. She does not even have enough money to go to a doctor. It is really difficult for her. I know that my mother feels bad that I am not there with her, and it is really difficult, and I feel sad that I cannot do anything more to help right now. My mom also does not have a right foot and has a difficult time walking. That is another reason for me to help her because it is very difficult for her to walk. I must fight for me and for my family.
One of my biggest dreams is to have a professional title to be someone in life, not to be a “nobody.” Now that I’m here in the United States, it’s really costing me a lot, because I really miss my family and am alone. Now I only communicate with them through a telephone, which is the only way we are able to communicate, and I am very sad that I won’t be able to see them for a long time. It’s very difficult when they share all the things that they are doing, and I can’t be there with them. I am happy that I can communicate with them every day, even though it’s very hard because we miss each other a lot. However, I know that if I stay, I will be able to help my family more in the future. I miss them a lot, but I will fight for my dreams and for my family.