They call me by a nickname. I’m not like all you other folks. I never had a daddy and my mom was a fein at the age of 42. My mom sadly cracked due to that drug she smoked. She left me in this world forced to believe hell is a place called home. After my mom past I was so depressed I smoke weed until it clouded up my head.

“If you don’t go to college, you will have to come help me farm like this everyday,” my mom explained to me as I wiped to sweat off my face. I always seemed to get that lecture from her every time I complained about going to the farm.

On June 14, 2012, We’Ced Youth Media presented their first magazine to the public. Their launch celebration showed off the new youth voice of Merced and over 200 people attended.

Artist and “Undocumented American” AD Avila shares his position that President Obama’s new immigration policy is a hurtful one to immigrant families, through a comic and an audio description of the experiences behind the art.

It has been a while since we last spoke. Actually, we never got the chance because of the distance that separated us. I believed ever since I was a child and from the stories I heard about you from the family, you were a pretty cool dad.