How US' Deferred Action for Childhood Arrivals Changed My Life
Life can be as negative or positive as you want it to be. Nothing either bad or good can last forever. My complete name is Anahi Angelica Tiburcio Loyola. I am a senior at Vista High School. I am from a town name San Jorge Nuchita,huajuapan de Leon Oaxaca Mexico.Five years ago my parents took a decision for me, a really good one I can say. I was excited about all the changes. I thought scarcity would disappear .My dad came to the United States two years before us. He had been coming forward and back every two years to visit us on holidays only. He had been risking his life every time he came to visit us. It was not easy for my mom to raise four children by herself, and neither was it easy for my dad to be without his family. Because of this situation, my dad talked with my mom and decided that we all should come to live with him. But, there was a problem. We all as a family were undocumented. Because of our situation, my dad searched for a person who knew a way to get into illegally. Everyone knows that this is a very dangerous decision.
It was a Saturday morning when we went to say goodbye to all our family at town. This was very hard for me. In my opinion love is the weakness of everyone and i am including myself,too. We had to travel from my town to a city called Huajuapan for about three hours. At Huajuapan we went to buy canned food to eat during the traveling from Oaxaca to Tijuana. We did not have enough money to buy plane tickets, so we bought bus tickets which were cheaper.
We travelled for about four days or so. It was night when we got to Tijuana and at the bus station, two guys were already waiting to take us to their house.Their house did not have beds or anything inside; this house was far away from the city. It looked like no one was living there but there were people inside. They all were drunk and looked overdosed. They were gangs that go at the border and ask people for money and if people don't gave them what they ask they would kill
It was a Saturday morning when we went to say goodbye to all our family at town. This was very hard for me. In my opinion love is the weakness of everyone and i am including myself,too. We had to travel from my town to a city called Huajuapan for about three hours. At Huajuapan we went to buy canned food to eat during the traveling from Oaxaca to Tijuana. We did not have enough money to buy plane tickets, so we bought bus tickets which were cheaper.
We travelled for about four days or so. It was night when we got to Tijuana and at the bus station, two guys were already waiting to take us to their house.Their house did not have beds or anything inside; this house was far away from the city. It looked like no one was living there but there were people inside. They all were drunk and looked overdosed. They were gangs that go at the border and ask people for money and if people don't gave them what they ask they would kill