It was very sad. We suffered so much. The hielera was horrible. So very cold. No blankets. We didn’t bathe. We didn’t even brush our teeth. It’s a horrible place. Horrible. Everyone was crowded small, cramped, tight very cold It’s a horrible place. We suffered much in the hielera. Father, October 25, 2018 Our Arrival... Continue Reading →
I miss my pets my friends my neighbors my sister. I do not miss the people who are bad the people that hurt my mother. 7-year-old boy, March 10, 2015 Memories from Home
In our country there is no security. There are many problems. Insecurity. Delinquency. Each day is worse. * Since the loss of my brother the brother of my heart I lost part of my life. When he was no longer with us no longer part of my life everything changed. * Everything changed. I lost... Continue Reading →
I have much fear of returning to my country. They kill without pity. I cannot do anything there to protect my children. There is so much gun fighting. If they like you they do not kill you. Otherwise they kill you. There is so much violence. I left because the evil man wants to kill... Continue Reading →
Fear was behind my decision to leave my country to protect my son to protect myself. * He assaulted me. He caused me much medical. He threatened to kill me. He threatened to kill my son. * I knew the walk would be difficult but I had more fear to remain in my country. The... Continue Reading →
The father of my daughter beat me and also my daughter. Enough! I left my house! It no longer has a hold on me. He no longer will beat us. My daughter and I will be safe. * He is a narcotics trafficker. He threatened my family. He threatened me. He abused me. He drugged... Continue Reading →
We left my house August third at 5 a.m. It was on a Monday. Some in the group were Quiche. I traveled with my son and two of my friends. * We passed through Carmelita and Vera Cruz. At one point on the walk we crawled under a bus. It was difficult to breathe. It... Continue Reading →
There are so many bad people in my town. They deprive us of basic things we need to buy for our children. Food. * They burn our cars. They burn our businesses. They make our children: afraid to go to school afraid to play outside afraid to walk home from school. These bad people do... Continue Reading →
My Story Each good person we have our story. Why we must leave our country. * My own…and my daughter’s: Primarily I migrated here For fear of my daughter. * In my country The truth is scary. The gangs prey upon our children. They act in ways unlawful and not appropriate. * When our children... Continue Reading →
