With fear and determination my mother ran, carrying me in her arms

My name is Rossette valladares and I am undocumented. Over two decades ago my family came to this country in hopes of a better life. I’m 22 and at my age my mother carried me in her arms. I was 8 months old when we crossed the border. In her stories and words she was […]

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Deferred Action Forgets About Our Parents

It was a cold October night and I had just come from school. The house was silent. And the only sound came from children playing and laughing outside. As I enter my house I could see my family was gathering around someone. One of my uncles came up to me and told me that my grandmother passed away. And […]

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Fighting For My Life: This Is My Story

By Jorge Mariscal  I came to this country when I was one year old.   I went to school here in Melrose Park, IL and graduated from here.  I’m undocumented, but I didn’t know that growing up–I thought I would be able to get a job just like any of my friends, and go to the […]

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