"Chica, conseguir su culo aquí!" my papito called from downstairs. Sometimes I wonder if he loved me or not. I am Noelle Selena Marissa Gonzalez and I suffer from abuse from my own father. The devil himself. He'd put me through so much that I felt… I do not even know the word to describe the feelings I experience when he hits me. As I got up from my bed, I tried to hold back tears.
"Próximamente, papá." I grumbled as I walked down the creaking stairs. "¡Apúrate!" he growled. I did as he said. My eyes met his cold, black coaled eyes that were full of hate. The scariest eyes I've ever met with.
"Sí, papá?" I asked wearily. He glowered at me with disgust.
"Do the dishes, now." I mumbled a "sí, papito" and went straight for the kitchen where I saw my very tired mother. I, too, was also tired. She was making lasagna and bread. We didn't have the best relationship in the world, but we somehow connected. I lean on her, she leans on me.
I went to the sink and got started. My dad is from here, Dominican Republic, where as my mama is United States, in a state called Washington. I've never been anywhere but here, but mama has told me a couple of her stories of her times in La Push. I was elated by the story and wanted to visit, but my mama said that my dad would not approve. I agreed with her.
As I finished the dishes, I went back to my bedroom and plopped onto the bed. I quickly fell asleep.
I looked around trying to see where I was. I found trees, and lots of them. I was in the woods. Why?
"Mama? Papa?" I called through the thick trees. "………" No answer. I heard rustling of leaves behind me and turned around slowly, hands shaking, eyes wide.
Just then a pale, cold creature jumped out of a bush and pounced on me, pushing me to the ground. I screamed loudly.
I found myself on the floor and my head hurt. I looked around and rubbed my eyes tiredly. I'm still in my room. Thank God. It was just a dream, my thoughts comforted me. I relaxed, got up and in my bed. I found sleep again and hoped for a dreamless slumber.
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Translation:
Girl, get your but down here!
Coming, daddy.
Hurry up!
Yes, daddy?
Yes, daddy.