Immigration my worst nightmare

By: Anonymous

I was a 15-year-old girl, I lived in Colombia with my family but without thinking about it. My life changed. At first, I experienced separation from my family where my mother made the decision to travel to another country to have better life opportunities.

I had to live alone with my brother since no one in my family wanted to help me while my mother was looking for a better future for us, but what they didn't know was that immigration was going to make it more difficult than expected.

After 3 years we finally traveled to see our mother with our pets since they or could be left alone, they are part of our family of course, after eight hours of flight, we arrived in New York our final destination and where we would meet mother The feeling so beautiful that it was to see her again, hug her, give her kisses is something unaccountable, when my mother saw us she started to cry because after three years we hugged again, she didn't even know what to do, she only knew how to cry and hug us very strong, we had a very very pleasant time, we met, we enjoyed, we laughed, but my mother made a decision without thinking about us, she decided to leave us with her now so as not to live alone anymore even if it was illegally, I was very afraid since it was a place where I did not know anyone, being away from his family and the city did not help so much, I began to miss everything, I did not know what to do since nobody wanted to help me because I was an immigrant, they treated me badly, they made me feel bad, they Aunt that it was not good to be here, many people told me that Colombians were the worst, my mother when she saw me cry she felt very bad, I thought she was going to do more but in the end she did less since she never thought that was going to pass me. After experiencing a pandemic, experiencing the mistreatment of people for being an immigrant, I took the strength to be able to get ahead, in July 2020 we began the search for a school to be able to study as much as I wanted, but we did not have immigration stopped again but still, I kept on and kept looking, until I saw a small light of hope to a school, it did not matter that I was an immigrant and received me to study since it was what I longed for the most to be able to go out and fulfill my dreams as I always wanted do.

No matter what we have to go through, we must always trust ourselves and know that no matter how much life puts us, we have to continue fighting because in the future everything we did will bear good results.

La Navidad

By: Anonymous

Christmas is that time of year when families gather, celebrate, and enjoy each other. Well, that's what everyone tells us, but in truth, it is one of the worst times of the year, fake songs, faded smiles, broken families and repetition of each routine, every year the same thing, the only unusual thing is the emotions all lie, they do their best to look for a fake smile they cannot be sincere, some do not even come because they do not care, Christmas has changed as the years go by, everything is blacker than I wanted pink now it is black and off. Christmas in my family has changed since he died. He was the hope, he was the one who made us come together, he made us laugh, that we lived together as a family, his death was very tragic. It hurt all of us and if we were antisocial before, with his death it was worse, each one took his own path, we all moved away and nothing has been the same since that day. Christmas has been empty without any hope, no one says anything but feels in the environment, every year there is more tension in the family, more division, most of my uncles don't even speak to each other, normally my Christmases are eating, watching Netflix and opening the gifts, after that everything is tension.