Edward's Story

My dad was ten and lived in a poor village in Guatemala, and his parents were friends with my mom's parents. One day when the friends came to visit, they brought their daughter with them, and that's when my dad fell in love with my mom. It was the first and only love for my dad and mom, and they are still together and in love. Ten years later, they married and moved to the United States with false visas. So when my mom had me, I was born here.
In the United States my father was driving while drinking and was stopped by the police. Then his visa was taken from him, and he was never able to leave the country to see his family. But one day, my dad bought a huge construction truck that holds sand and cement. He filled it with all our stuff, and we hid in the back of it. I was eight months old at the time. We managed to drive all the way to Guatemala to see our family without ever being caught. My parents went back to the U.S., and I stayed in Guatemala and was raised by my grandma.
At age seven, I came back to the U.S. to join my parents, and I carried a fake document that I still use today. And now I'm in love with my new country.