Rosa Rostoker

“I lived in Caracas my whole life, but I never realized the dangers surrounding me until I got older, started going out to parties or clubs, and was exposed to the real danger. My parents didn’t want me to live in Venezuela. They wouldn’t sleep until I got home, and feared for my life every time I didn’t answer my phone. This was not living. Every day one would hear a new story of someone getting kidnapped or robbed. My mom offered me the opportunity of moving to Miami with my three brothers who were living here. This would be without my parents, but it was with hopes of escaping the insecurity of Venezuela so I agreed. The only condition was that if I didn’t like it I could go back. The first eight months were very hard. I got very close to my brothers, as they became like my parents, but I hated the rest. All I wanted to do was to go back. My mom insisted that I try it out for a little longer. I can’t tell you how thankful I am that she was so persistent I stay in Miami. I eventually made great friends; friends that I hope I will have for the rest of my life.”

-Rosa Rostoker, Student (11th Grade)

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