I Carlos Omar Kress Barrientos entered the United States of America on March 4th, 1995 through the border of Nogales, Arizona. During the 1990’s an influx of crime entered my country, especially in my hometown, Sanpedro Carcha A.V. As a result of the crime that was occurring, my mother’s youngest brother was killed. My mother entered a state of anxiety; therefore, my mother and I looked for options to prevent myself from being the next target. The ideal option was to send me to the United States of America and make a better life for myself. A week after my arrival on March 4th, 1995 I began working for a recycling factory for $4.50 an hour. As a labor I worked on top of the garbage as I bent over and sorted the garbage along the way. After
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The United States of America is their country, this is their language, this is their future. My country can only offer them violence, crime, and poverty. They believe that all individuals who are from the United States have money and this creates risk for them to be kidnapped or even killed. One cannot walk the streets in Sanpedro Carcha A.V. as one can walk the streets here in the United States. I do not want them to go through what I went through. The anxiety, the fear of being killed. I do not want them to experience the day I experience when I heard a knock on my front door and my uncle was announced murdered. I could not sleep or even live in peace due to the fear that was embedded within me. I walked out of my house and prayed that I would be able to walk back in safe and sound. No one can wear anything nice or fancy because there is a risk of being assaulted or even killed for accessories. It is ashamed that my country is like this and I do not want them to go through the same experience when they have the safety and the liberty that their homeland can provide for them. My country is suffused with gangs, cartels, murderers, etc. Those people envy hardworking Americans because of their opportunities to become successful without having to kill anyone or rob anyone. This envy that these individuals posses put my children at risk; I do not want them to die because of my title as an illegal
The United States of America is their country, this is their language, this is their future. My country can only offer them violence, crime, and poverty. They believe that all individuals who are from the United States have money and this creates risk for them to be kidnapped or even killed. One cannot walk the streets in Sanpedro Carcha A.V. as one can walk the streets here in the United States. I do not want them to go through what I went through. The anxiety, the fear of being killed. I do not want them to experience the day I experience when I heard a knock on my front door and my uncle was announced murdered. I could not sleep or even live in peace due to the fear that was embedded within me. I walked out of my house and prayed that I would be able to walk back in safe and sound. No one can wear anything nice or fancy because there is a risk of being assaulted or even killed for accessories. It is ashamed that my country is like this and I do not want them to go through the same experience when they have the safety and the liberty that their homeland can provide for them. My country is suffused with gangs, cartels, murderers, etc. Those people envy hardworking Americans because of their opportunities to become successful without having to kill anyone or rob anyone. This envy that these individuals posses put my children at risk; I do not want them to die because of my title as an illegal