The Life of An Immigrant

The Life of An Immigrant

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You may not be familiar with me; thus, this story may not be of interest to you. But, if you've ever been an immigrant, you'll understand. You'll find this worth reading and sharing. Hopefully, you'll realize you are not alone in this journey. I never imagined myself living in another country as a child; to be honest, I was content with my life, friends, family, and culture. I wasn't sure if the United States existed or if there was a country other than Haiti. After all, I was only a child, and I already had everything I desired. Before you jump to conclusions, let me say that I am extremely grateful to be a citizen of the United States. But I just wanted to share my story of how far I've come and how much more I still need to learn. P.S: I truly hope my journey inspires someone
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From the second you're in this world they tell you what is fair. What questions your allowed to ask and the ones you can never dare say. I find it damn near funny that most of you are reading this and know exactly what I mean. They put you on the path they've paved for you as kids we don't question it or even wonder if it's right for you. But beyond your paths edges is a land made up of risks and dangers. You feared it they tell you no good will come from it but how do you really know? Truth be told I was the girl who had her whole life planned out for her, straight A's, best friend, and two loving parents. I know what I wanted what I needed and I knew how to fight like hell for it. There's a reason why everyone prefers pretty lies over the bitter truth and it's usually because they can't handle the truth but I think the most likely thing is they can't handle what happens to the person once the truth comes out that's what happened to me. I was happy the way things were and then one day everything blew up in my face. Maybe the happy girl I was would have been happy living a lie for the rest of her life but no matter what the truth always comes out. So I ask you what would you have wanted the bitter truth or the pretty lie?

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