My dad was driving. We were headed from Las Cruces, NM to El Paso, TX; about 50 miles. I can’t really remember why we were going, I just know where we started and where we were headed. I was sitting in the back of our minivan minding my own business. Suddenly my dad pulled over to the side of the road. “Nathan, get out of the car.” he said. I was confused, Not knowing what happened or why. “Why?” I asked. “Get out of the car now.” he yelled at me. I was worried and scared. I didn’t know what was going on, but I obeyed. I got out of the car. Then my dad drove off. The panic set in like a tsunami. I chased after the car, screaming and crying for them to stop. My dad stopped, slamming on the brakes and pulled over. I got in the car. “I made you run for the border.” he said. Everyone was laughing. I have never laughed about that moment.
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