My sister Marco — we were torn apart in 2019

In 2019 near El Paso, I lost the person who meant the world to me — my sister, Marco. Violence in our hometown made staying impossible. At the time, Marco was just 16. We were caught up in the family was separated during immigration enforcement in El Paso. I remember staying up late telling stories by flashlight when the power went out with Marco. We lost all communication in 2019. Every lead has gone cold. Marco would be around 23 years old now. I'd recognize them anywhere — short and stocky, with a round face and kind eyes. Every time I see someone who looks like them on the street, my heart stops for a moment. If anyone has any information about Marco, please reach out. We are not looking for trouble, just closure — or better, reunion.