My family's migration to America began a long time ago, in the 1950's as an escape attempt of my grandparents. My grandfather was living very wealthily in a city with my grandmother when an army from the North quickly came into the city to try to take it over. They started by looking for societal leaders and other wealthy people to be lined up in a ditch and shot. Startled, my grandfather quickly fled the village to live in the mountains to hide from this new army. Though sad, my grandmother had to be brave and overcome her tears to endure this new enemy. The soldiers quickly started to ra…
