It feels so good to finally be on a cushioned seat. The second the bus started moving María fell asleep. We ate three granola bars, a can of beans, a can of corn, and drank three water bottles today. We just left Tampico, and the ride will be three hours to Ciudad Victoria. Larrana just fell asleep too, but I can't stop worrying that our bikes will fall off the front of the bus or that someone will steal them. I think I'm getting tired now.
XOXO, Clara
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Home of the Brave
Short StoryImmigrants are often viewed as waves of unwanted citizens. You don't see their faces or hear their stories. Read from the journal entries of Clara, a sixteen-year-old crossing Mexico at an attempt to cross the U.S. border with her friend Larrana and...
