Dear Mr. President,
It is a title I loathe to use, but it is the way I feel that I must address you in this letter.
America is the land of immigrants. Most, if not all of us (yourself included), can trace our family trees back to another country to at some point in history.
Jakelin Caal wanted to come to this country like many of our ancestors did, for opportunities and freedoms that did not exist in her birth country of Guatemala. If your immigration policy were human and moral instead of inhuman and immoral, this girl would be alive. Instead, she is dead and her blood is on your hands.
I completely understand the need for safe borders. We should not be letting into this country anyone who wants to come in. But, at the same time, if we close the borders or only let in those who fit into our narrow little world, we have thrown away the vision of America that goes against everything that this country stands for.
A Concerned Citizen
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Unfortunately I don’t think her story is the only one. I think there are probably other atrocities happening.