1 parte Concluida This is my first ever serious attempt at creative writing. I wanted to write about the struggles of being a first generation American and the experiences of growing up with immigrant parents. However, I wanted to offer a more hopeful outlook for the parent-child relationship dynamics as one moves into adulthood. I know that a lot of people won't necessary identify with this premise, but I hope that you will still be able to enjoy it nonetheless. Criticism is welcome, but just remember there is a person on the other side of the screen :)