My name is Maria, and I am 16 years old. I live in Mexico with my two brothers, sister, and my parents.
One day, when my father was walking in town, he was killed.
It was really hard on my mom, the full time waitress, to lose her husband and have to support our entire family on her own.
We felt unsafe, unequal, uneducated, and the job opportunities were limited. As a family, we decided to take a bus to head to America because it is close to Mexico, it makes everyone feel equal, safe, and free.
After a long drive, we made it to New York City where they had one apartment left for me and my family.
My mom had brought along the documents to make us green card holders. We got to participate in elections and receive more job opportunities.
After being educated and graduating from Syracuse University, I started my own clothing line, my brother, Roberto became a coach, my other brother, Ricardo, invented a new technology that hospitals use currently, and my baby sister became an elementary school teacher to help other kids. My mom continued being a waitress and visits us every so often.
We all live in the same apartment complex, and when one sibling is in trouble, the other three are there to help them out.