I had already reconsidered my actions

They wrote poems and illustrated them with drawings and a collage. “We felt like we remembered all the moments we had lived before, it helped me feel closer to her”, says her mother. And for Vicky it was another “very nice” experience.

She left the Center in November 2020 after months in solitary confinement due to the pandemic. She went to study Legal Sciences at the University where she also studies a secretarial course. She wants other young people to be able to read her story and believe in themselves, she wants them to know that “when you put all your effort and commit to something, you can achieve it.”

If I could give something to this story’s author I would give them…

If I met the story’s author I would like to tell them…

As I ate breakfast, I couldn't help but ask myself the following question: "my anxiety... is it mine or does its own me? I felt that with each passing day I was succumbing to them. My head kept spinning, but I don't even know what for. I keep hearing myself, but I can't seem to listen to myself.

S. Flores, excerpt from the “I am an Author” book “Things we think about when we bite our nails”.

On that trip I saw boats, cars, buses, large ships, lagoons and a bridge in the middle of the sea; I was so happy to see them and travel with them.

My surprise was when we arrived at a river called “El Río

Bravo”. They passed us in a boat that actually looked like an old float. On that short trip they took on children I did not know but we crossed the river together. We felt happy because we were in the country where we had dreamed of arriving.

My brother and I spoke for the last time when we arrived at the border, without realizing it.

In the past we used to fight a lot, but now the only thing that came out before we parted, after our data was taken was an ‘I love you very much’.

G.G. Family, excerpt from the chapter “Swept Away by a Tornado”, from the “I am an Author” family book “A Dark Tornado”.

“We were in the United States.”

We started walking. Suddenly we were ordered to get into some green cars… In the cars, were tall, white, very, very angry men and I was afraid of them.

R. Family, excerpt from the chapter “Between Thorns”, from the “I am an Author” family book “Butterflies among thorns”.

The next day, I was going to school and had to say goodbye to my brother and mom.

I felt like a dark cloud was passing over me. When she left, they moved me to another school, and she told me she was going to work hard to pay my tuition. The first day she spoke to me on the phone I started crying and crying. I was happy because I knew she was doing well, but at the same time I felt sad.

Two years have passed, and I still feel the emptiness, but little by little I’m getting over it...

...try to bring the whole family so that those who stay don’t feel lonely.

D. Merino, excerpt from the “I am an Author” book “A hug though the phone”.

On that trip I saw boats, cars, buses, large ships, lagoons and a bridge in the middle of the sea; I was so happy to see them and travel with them. My surprise was when we arrived at a river called “El Rio Bravo”. They passed us in a boat that actually looked like an old float. On that short trip they took on children I did not know but we crossed the river together. We felt happy because we were in the country where we had dreamed of arriving.

“We were in the United States.”

We started walking. Suddenly we were ordered to get into some green cars… In the cars, were tall, white, very, very angry men and I was afraid of them.

Family A., excerpt from the chapter “I Was a Giant”, from the “I am an Author” family book, “Like needles poking the Heart”.