Personal Narrative: Running Away

I sat in the front seat as the officer drove down broadway to Santa Maria high school to pick up Roberto. My hart was pounding as we pulled up into the schools parking lot, after about ten minutes passed I felt like I was about to puke but held back. Then suddenly I saw border patrol with my brother, when I looked at him he was resisting and trying to run away. Once the border patrol settled him down he put them in the car and they where on a strait away to Mexico. While we where in the car on the highway I was tearing up and thinking about how much I was missing my family when I looked at Roberto I noticed he was fidgeting with something in his hands, as I looked closer I noticed that he had a paper clip in his hands and that he was trying
As we started picking I started to think of when I couldn't pick and I had to stay in the car with my little brother and have to ask countless amounts of time if I could pick, know I don't even want to pick. As three o'clock rolled around Roberto and I where done so we started walking back to the camp. Once we got their the man but all the strawberries on the scale, we had 23 pounds. The man said "not bad guys" Roberto and I where very happy and couldn't wait to come back tomorrow. After that the man tolled us to get in the car and he would take us back to the town. Once he paid us and we got out of the truck the man said "want to come back tomorrow"? Roberto quickly answered "yes, same time same place", the man laughed and said to be safe and take care. After he left Roberto and I started running to the post office what was only like a block away to send a letter to mama and papa to tell them where we are and that we are safe. Once we got their we started writing, after that we put their address and a stamp on the card then put it in the box. We knew that the would leave right when they got