I still remember that morning. I remember the day in which I had to get dressed and ready for school, it was the day where my new life in the United States would begin.
To be honest I was scared, frightened by the thought of a new beginning, in a different country where everything was new and different. It was a place where I had no friends or any belongings to call my own, except for a CD player, seven CD’s, and the memories of Mexico, of friends, teachers and the people I loved. Although that could not matter then, because I had to be strong and hope