"The airplane glides through day and night as I wonder what will happen when we reach our destination. The United States, the land of the Free, the land of opportunity. At five years old, an age when nothing is everything and no worries castrate your mind, I follow my patents free to run and play not understanding the risks we are taking. But the older we grow, the more turbulent our lives become. Instant fatigue infuses our legs as we resist crashing down, our backs do not break, they shatter to pieces, our minds flood with the blood’s stress stench and infect us to revolting measures. Dealing with the aftermath is the most painful of all stages to go through, that is, of we even weathered the storm. This is the life of an undocumented immigrant."