This is the man that I hate pretty damn much. What makes him special is the fact that I have absolutely never known nor seen him personally, I only have a tiny photo and a scrap of info: he lives in the United States, works for the government, in his free time likes to play the drums and learn foreign languages. At first sight, an ordinary man. Or could be, but not for me. A while back, he used his power of authority against me. He could’ve stayed aside from all my trouble, or could’ve answered my pleas and not take such strict measures, at least he could’ve given me some more time, but he decided to add more tension to my predicament. He brought me the worst news I had ever had in my whole life. Â He just didn’t care. If you asked him now, he’d say it’s his job, and would be wrong. He had a choice. And he did what he pleased. Nobody would have accused him if he had done it the other way, but he did what he did.
I am not going to specify what exactly he did to me, for security reasons. But rest assured, his decision changed my life forever, for the worst. Thanks to him, I’ll never be able to enter the country ever more. That once again goes to show how hard or impossible it could be to find common ground with people, and how some silly friggin reason can unjustly wipe out all the good prospects you used to have, in a single moment, similar to the one I experienced.
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Hurm immigration issues? If so my cousin was recently deported. She is a cousin from some aunt who married my uncle who adopted her because her parents were deported. Sadly the U.S. government decided they fucked up in adopting her so she could continue studying here and deported her. She was a cool cousin despite the arguments and ***** fits we had. Haha but….i hate it…because my aunt and uncle paid so muh money for lawyers, applications, and other such things only to be told no at the end….i take for granted the fact that i was born here to naturalized parents.