Crossing the Line Chapter 1 (Thanks for the name idea [Claudia])

"My name is Pueblo Hakamaniz and my family of 35 are going to attempt to cross the border to America. We are moving tommorow." he said in his tape recorder. He was making a tape just in case he dies on his way over. Then the next day they started to move. "Mama, where is papa?" said Pueblo to his Mom. "I regret not telling you, but," she started to say, but bursted out into tears,"he...he...he died from the cancer he had, last night. He knew he would die, so he gave me the idea to go to America to have a better life." Pueblo understood. "Father died before we left." he said in his recorder, "Will build memorial for him in America." "Hey, whats that car up ahead?" asked Pueblo's cousin Jose. "BORDER PATROL!!! Why are they patrolling 50 miles away from Mexico?" said Pueblo's Aunt. "Get down, they either capture you our kill you. And..." said Jose, but stopped when he got sniped in the head. "Jose!!!" cried his mom. "Just keep moving, he is dead, that's the threat for crossing the border." cried Uncle Hamanki. "Luckily we brought guns." said Pueblo's older brother. Then his brother started running and fired at Border Patrol. He got shot in the heart and died, but before that, he fired his gun and hit the gasoline tank and made the car explode. "Brother died with Jose." said Pueblo crying into his recorder. "Now, I'm in charge, lets move" said Pueblo proudly.