“The next day I got to el Rio Bravo. There was a small boat in the riverbank and I got on it. Before he left the coyote told me that he paid someone to take me on a boat to other side so I thought that boat was for me. I don’t know how long I stay in it but the migra found me and they took me to jail. There were many kids in jail when I got there. There was no food, no beds, no floor, nothing. It was very cold but they didn’t give me anything. We slept on the floor. I was only wearing my dirty shirt and I was shivering but they didn’t give me anything. Days later they sent me to Miami and it was better.”

“One day I went downtown in Guatemala with my dad and this man killed another man right in front of us. My dad got really scared. He said that I should come and stay with my brother to be safe.”

“When I was in Guatemala I wanted to come here to learn English and be in school. Now I am here and I am happy. I like everything and I like to be with my brother. When he doesn’t work we go out to eat and we talk. The other day I told him I am happy here but I miss my mom and dad. I don’t know when I am going to see them. I miss them.”