Personal Narrative: My Journey Of An Immigrant

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My conscious journey begun when my family decided to bring me to America in 2011. I had always dreamt of coming here ever since, I was six years old. The wait was almost seven years, however when I finally got my visa; it was like a fairytale to me. It all started when me and my little brother left my mom and my older brother in Eritrea, to come here. Therefore, it was one of the hard decisions I made at age fourteen. At first we headed to Kenya from Eritrea, and we lived there for a year, while waiting for our visa to arrive. I was scared and alarmed at all times, because I use to hear this crazy stories about kids getting kidnaped. I was fourteen and my little brother was nine. Imagine living at a strange country by yourself at a such