“We are from Guatemala, we are on our way to the United States, my friend, myself and my 5-year-old daughter. I am 24 years old and a widow. My husband was killed when my little girl was only 2 years old because he worked for the Guatemalan police. After that, I went to live with my mother and when she died I worked as a maid in the house of some elderly Spanish gentlemen, where my daughter and I lived, until their death, recently. Not having a place to live or a job, my friend told me “let’s go to the United States”, I was afraid because we have no papers and no money. But she told me she would support me.
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