Natahalia's Song

Diary of a Crack Rock Lover Part 1

Chapter 1

         She sat down on the front porch. Boxes with words written in Spanish were outside. She hated looking at the boxes. Her mother revealed that she was moving to the United States and she was taking her and her siblings. There was nothing wrong with moving. She had been wanting to move for the last couple years, she didn't want to move to a whole new country, especially around people she didn't know about.

          On tv, America sure wasn't the promise land, it seemed a land of corruption and racial profiling, but the Dominican Republic is no better.

     

       "Marísol, Marísol." Her younger sister, Josefina called out her name.

 

     "Qué Josefina?" Marisol responded in her native language of Spanish.

 

     Josefina's smile quickly went away, as she wasn't pleased with her older sister's attitude. "No te preocupe." Josefina muttered going back inside.

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        Months went by and Marísol tried adapting to America. It was easier than what she imagined, but she just wasn't trying to make an effort. Marísol's mother, Elena was angered watching her daughter's horrible attitude.

       "Marísol, what is your problem?" Elena asked her daughter in a very thick accent.

        Speaking english was much more complicated than spanish, but Elena was doing as best as she could.

      "Nothing, Mamà!" Marísol yelled at her mother. Elena didn't tolerate that from any of her children, she quickly back handed Marísol, knocking her to the ground. "Don't talk to me like that!" Elena shouted to her daughter in Spanish.

        Marísol held her now bruised left cheek, while she sat on the wood tile kitchen floor. Now she just wished that she could have stayed in the Dominic Republic with her father. "Marísol, do you hear me!" Elena asked in a shouting tone. "Yes." Marísol mumbled, getting up from the kitchen floor. She wished for better days to come.

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          3 years went by. Marísol was in her Sophomore year of high school. Marísol was now enjoying Chicago, most of her friends were in her neighborhood and school was good. Marísol's english was great and she was even helping other spanish speaking students with their school work. Everything seemed great, but everything changed that oneday a warm April afternoon.

         Clouds were forming in the sky. It had to be storms to the west. Marísol continued walking from her high school. She was stopped from the calling of her name. Marísol turned around to find out who was calling her name.

         He ran up to her, slightly out of breath. It was Demetrius Talbert, an African American classmate of Marísol. 'What does he want with me?' Marisol pondered as Demetrius came closer.

        Demetrius beginning a coversation with Marísol, triggered many looks from female African American classmates that were still around.

        Marísol never had this many eyes on her before and it worried her.

 

        "Hey Demetrius." Marísol acknowledge his presence.

       "Hey Marísol, I've been asking you this for a while, but do you wanna hang out with me, tonight?" Demetrius asked.

      Marísol was in disbelief. Demetrius wanted to go out with her? The black females all rolled their eyes and had envied Marísol. They weren't pleased that another black guy was with a girl who wasn't black.

      Marísol liked seeing all the girls envy and hate her. "Yeah, I would like that Demetrius." Marísol agreed to the date. Demetrius was pleased and he walked away with smile, while Marísol rushed home before any of the girls could get their hands on her. Besides, she had to get home, cause she had a date to get ready for.