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Personal Narrative: Immigrants In The United States
When most people think of immigrants, they seem to forget the children that are crossing over to a new life; juggling two vastly different cultures while promised with security and the essence of what makes up the American Dream. I was only 3 years old when my family moved from Nigeria in 2003; the intolerant post-election tension as well as the rise of Boko Haram motivated my parents to move elsewhere for the safety of their children.

I was told by my parents that life here in the USA would be easy as long as you had motivation to succeed, but why didn’t they admit that sometimes, it wasn’t enough or as easy as it seems? The memories of my childhood were clouded with my mother leaving for work or sleeping because her second job starts at

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