July 5, 2015. San Cristobál, Mexico. Saint Clare Hospital. As watched my helpless brother lay there like a doll that has yet to been played with, I thought, how could one so young, innocent, and pure suffer like this, why would God punish him in such a way. I watched my helpless little brother get poked and prodded like a science experiment. Within the next few hours Jesus was lifeless, before I knew it, doctors and nurses flew in the room like a bird swooping down for its prey, unfortunately that prey was my little brother. Jay, Tamari and I waited in …show more content…
Gracias” “You’re welcome Sheyenne.”
I could hardly sleep, I was so excited that I would finally get the opportunity to go to America and to make a better life for my brothers, thanks to Alexia, my whole life was different, she taught me how to look at the bright side of things and to always stay positive and to never lose hope no matter what; for every closed door, a new one is opened. Within the next 2 weeks I had received letter from Saint Marysville University. Knowing what awaited in the package, I could hardly contain my myself so I ripped the package like a wild boar after its prey. As I held my life in my hands, I couldn't help but sob exulting tears. My mother was happy that i was going to America, even though it meant we were not with her, she wanted us to have the life that she's always wanted us to have, even if she couldn't give it to us. My mother had given us $2,000 to live off of until she had more money to give us. She's hid that money from my pig dad just in case there was ever an emergency. We were in America for about 2 weeks when Tamari had gotten into a fist fight at school, he had gotten suspended and that resulted in me having to go and pick him up. I had to leave practice to get him, he didn't know how much would be at stake if I were to get cut from the team. “¿Que estabas pensando que no tienes cerebro, estar en América es una gran oportunidad, es un mamá quiere que