I grew up in Willimantic, Connecticut,
and I consider it my home. It's where I grew up, where I went
to school, where I made friends, and where all my memories
are. As an undocumented student in the United States, you are
constantly unsure of what your future may hold, but not
because you're indecisive or unsure of what you are going to
do, but rather because you don't ultimately have power of
your own future. At a young age I always knew I wanted to go
to college; however, I also knew that because of my status, I
might have not been able to carry out that goal. However, I
didn't let it discourage me. I like many other undocumented
students did the best we could and constantly strived to be
the best at anything we did, and now, thanks to DACA, all
that hard work has finally begun to pay off. See, DACA is more than just a legal status; it is the
puzzle piece that many of us have been missing in order to
reach our goals. It has allowed me to get a Social Security
number, a driver's license, but more importantly, a higher
education. Growing up, I constantly had all my teachers say to me: Do
good in school, try your best at anything you do, stay out of
trouble, and you are guaranteed to go far in life.
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