A chapter from The House on Mango Street by Sandra Cisneros.
I like Alicia because one day she gave me a little leather purse with the word Guadalajara on it, which is home for Alicia.
One day Alicia will go back to Guadalajara, but today she is listening to my sadness because I don't have a house...
No this is not my house.
You live right here, 4006 Mango.
I don't belong. I don't ever want to come from here. You have a home, Alicia, and one day you'll go back there, to a town you remember, but me I never a house, not even a photograph . . . only one I dream of.
Not me. Not until someone makes it better.
Like it or not you are Mango Street, and one day you'll come back too.