HELPING STEPHANIE

STEPHANIE.

After getting home, I sat in my bed and weep then my cellphone rang, it was a call from my dad.

“ Dad? I called out softly.

“ How are you doing? I am fine.

“I am sorry dad, I promise to bring you back to the states, I promise to do Everything in my power to bring you back to states” he said.

“ Honey, your mom is ill and it’s so critical, we need to take good care of her” .

“ Okay , I promise to send you some money”I said.

“We need to bring her to states to care for her, I know you do not have that kind of money, I have saved up a bit but because I am deported it might be a little bit difficult” my dad said.

I began to think of all my savings when I began to hear someone banging on the door, I could hear his voice, he was calling my name, I tried calculating and ask my dad how much we needed. I didn’t have that amount,I began to weep because I can’t help but I will have to raise some money.

After so much bangs on my door, he forced the door open and enter into my apartment