Wake Up, Girl
First Years I was born in Mexico and came to the United States as an immigrant when I was four years old. I was born into poverty, and my early years were marked by violence and neglect in my home at the hands of my father. I faced many challenges and obstacles in my life. When I was five years old, the fights between my parents were violent and dangerous. I have five other siblings, but my father treated me differently because of my skin color; I was the darkest one in the family. I didn’t know why my father treated me more violently than my other family members. He gave me insulting nicknames and abused me, both physically and emotionally. I...
