When I was nine years old, my parents decided to leave their life in Ecuador for an uncertain future in the United States of America. They were full of high hopes. Later, they decided to bring me here. I came here when I was eighteen to obtain what my father wanted for me – an education in America. I thought my parents were selfish to take me away from the great life I had in Ecuador. Also, I felt it was not fair to me. As an undocumented teenager, I would have more obstacles than opportunities.
At first, I did not know how to deal with my life as an undocumented student in high school. I feared that my classmates knew that I was undocumented, and therefore I was always silent. However, I never gave up, and I continued to study hard to learn English. I also started working as a manicurist in a nail salon after school and on weekends. I earned very little. It was not enough to pay all of my expenses. I thought that if I earned good grades and worked hard, everything would be fine….