“I crossed the southern border on the 4th of July. As I walked, my thirsty and tired body could see the fireworks of celebration on the distance. Miles away from me, there were people celebrating a holiday that embraces freedom, equality and justice. For me on the other hand, I thought that the desert would become my resting place, that I would be added as another digit to the amount of people that have died in the desert every year, on their journey for a better life.”