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The most important thing that happened to me was when my father came to California, because it completely changed our lives and it was a welfare for us and I am grateful for all the good things that have happened to us, although we have also had some difficult times but my parents have always known to get ahead and give us the best. Good and passed by very important things to which one of them is when my dad suffered a kidnapping in the City of Tijuana because it was very difficult for us to give us that news at that time we think the worst in my dad in that no longer I would be alive because they asked us for a very high amount of money but everything went well and we managed to have my dad with us ...There are many good things that have happened to me in life but for me right now the most important thing is to have my parents and sisters with good and also be here in California because if it were not for many I would not be here.

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When my dad came to California, then my mom and my little sister came. So we are left in charge with my grandmother. The months passed and one day in the afternoon we received a call from my mother telling us that we would come to California in the month of February we traveled to the City of Tijuana. So we traveled to Tijuana because we were going to travel to California and taking advantage of the fact that my grandmother was coming with us, she wanted us to stay in a house with some of her cousins ​​who were aunts of my sister and me, so we nas presented and what we liked the next day my aunts wanted to take a walk around the city so we knew more visited many beautiful parts of Tijuana we went to a beach called rosarito. I also went to visit an aunt who lived near the beach. After the two weeks that we were with my grandmother's cousins ​​we went back to Sinaloa because we needed some papers that we needed to have, which my grandmother would accompany us to Tijuana but she preferred that we wait for more days because she had to attend an appointment to the doctor, me and my sister were preparing the things that we were going to take and we were going to leave to give to people who needed three weeks spent buying bus tickets to go to Tijuana as we arrived and we were waiting for the lady who was going to pick us up when we arrived at her house we went to bed and we slept the next day we woke up very early to get ready and come to CA then a lady took us to buy some things to my sister and my grandmother expected us in the house where we were staying and ala señora preferred us to go to the line because if it was done later there would be more people in So we did not go back to the house where my grandmother was so I got sad because I was not going to say goodbye to her