"Hi ... H-Hi ... my name is Claudia ..."
"Oh the hell!"
I scream as I close the computer and I throw it in my suitcase. That was supposed to be my chance. That was supposed to be the video of my audition to send to that agency looking for new actors, but I can't even introduce myself in front of a computer. I will never make my dream come true.
"Claudia, have you finished your suitcase? We have to go to the airport."
My mom is calling me to go to the airport, we have to move to New York, her new partner, Sergio, has received a job in America and we have to follow him. I had quarreled a lot with my mom, I wanted to stay here in Milan with my best friend Sara, she would host me but then she also moved to the sea with her new boyfriend and left me here alone and I was forced to leave also me for America.
I go down the stairs with very little desire. As a child it was my dream to go to America, my father had promised me that one day we would go together, then instead he left first, I was eight years old and I never totally passed her, she was my confidant and my best friend. My mom and I stayed alone for seven years then she met Sergio who has lived in our house for three years. He is very rich and now I hate the idea of having to go to America without my father, but I repeat that I also do it for him, I go there and I think he is here with me so he and I would have gone to America.
I take the suitcase and load it in the car, put on the headphones, turn on the music: R5- they have always made me crazy- and I look out of the window at my Milan that they forced me to abandon, the Duomo and the Galleria Vittorio Emanuele are never been so beautiful, with the rays of the Sun, which is now rising, which illuminates them. I was crying while I thought that this was my last Milanese dawn and I was also crying because I was thinking about the shitty life that would await me in America.
I never thought that this was the beginning of my current, beautiful life.
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Author's note:
Hi everyone, my name is Altea and this is my first story, I hope you like it.
See you soon, Altea
PS. The original story is written in Italian but I wanted to translate it also in English so that maybe other people who don't know Italian can read it (I will insert one chapter a day).
PPS. How do you think about this story? If you say to me that you like it I will give to you a pizza
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Dreaming Hollywood
ChickLitAnd if a girl with the dream of being an actress encounters an actor already affirmed what would happen? Will he adopt subterfuge to get something out of him? And will their feelings be involved in this whole story?
