Beirut NightsA Chapter by Amal NThis is supposed to be a first draft of a part of the first chapter of the novel I am dreaming to write..Chapter (1) “You are not my
daughter and I don’t know you”, said the father, Elias, with his thick angry
voice to his 28 year-old daughter, Lora. She bowed on her knees on the cold
ceramic floor crying. He left to his room quickly without looking back behind
him. Lora wiped her tears with her shaking fingers, got up, put her jacket on
her and left the house.
It was a cold February night in Beirut; she
had no place to go to except her best friend, Patricia’s house. Nothing was
going in her mind at that moment except the question “Why? What did I do wrong
to deserve all that?” Lora Hanna is a blonde, green-eyed girl. She is about 176 centimeters in heights and 70 kilograms in weight. She has the most beautiful smile on her face. She is a Lebanese girl, though she doesn’t look like one, everyone think she is European, and she always answers them with “I have Greek roots”. She
has three siblings: Rafi, who is six years older than her, Ronza, one year
older than her, And finally Reem who is 13 years younger than her. They were
typical siblings, love each other’s for sure but keep fighting on the silliest
things, especially Reem and Lora. But
their major problem was their parents; they didn’t take good care of them,
their work was more important than their children, or at least, that’s how it
seemed. They leave the house in the early morning and don’t come back before
the night falls, leaving their children in responsibility of themselves. But
they got used to this situation and to the never ending fights between their
parents in front of them. Lora always thought that her parents love
her other siblings more than her, maybe because they are calmer than her and
they do whatever their parents want them to do, and she was the opposite, but
that didn’t make her hate her siblings. Lora and Ronza are so close to each
other, it might be because there is only one year between them; they always sit
together all night talking about their problems and their feelings until they
fall asleep. And they both take care of the house when their parents are away;
they cook what they are able to cook, wash the dishes and clean the house. But
sooner than Lora thought, Ronza turned 18 years old and finished high school;
it was time for her to go to university, and just as her brother, Rafi, her
father wanted to send her to the United States to study in California in the
same university her older brother studied in. Lora was sad, maybe sadder than ever,
how is she going to stay alone without her sister and the only one that listens
to her? She wanted to feel happy for her sister that she will go to a new
place, a more beautiful place maybe, but she couldn’t imagine how her life will
be without her. “Only
one more year, and you will follow me!”
Said Ronza, trying to cheer her sister up. “You really think dad will send
me to California? No way! He doesn’t even let me go out of the house!” Replied
Lora, staring at the floor beneath her. Ronza walked to her and hugged her; “Believe
me you will follow me. And don’t forget I will come back here in holidays!”
Lora smiled and hugged her sister back. Ronza
left Beirut and went to the new life waiting for her in the United States; and
Lora spent the first couple of nights doing nothing but thinking about her
sister and crying. But after that, she moved on and got used to the new
situation and found some other ways to have fun. Lora was full of life, always
smiling and loves to have fun no matter where she goes. At school, she hated
studying, she used to laugh and make fun of everything with her childhood
friend, Patricia, in all the classes; she just wanted that year to pass as
quick as possible so she can go to her sister.
But at the end of the semester, when she received her grades
certificate, it was shocking. She didn’t have good enough marks almost in
everything, except English, and of course, when her father saw it he got mad
and yelled at her. “What
are those grades? Do I send you to school and pay for it to get those grades?
And you wanted to go to America! You are going nowhere except your room now!”
said her father as loud as his voice could go. Lora ran to her room crying; she
kept crying the whole day, she didn’t know what to do, and she decided to call
her sister. “Ronza?” Lora began the call while she was still
crying. “Lora,
of course you can’t even get to any university if you didn’t get good marks!
You have to work harder Lora, please; you still have the next semester couple
of months away! If you started working hard from now, you are going to make it,
and dad will change his mind, I am sure. Do it for me Lora, please” The
days passed slow and boring for Lora in the spring’s holiday, she didn’t have
anything to do except taking care of her little sister, Reem, all day. Patricia
went with her family to France for two weeks, which made it more boring for
Lora. But at the end, no matter how long it took, the break was finally over
and school was going to start on Monday. Patricia
was back from France, she decided to take Lora and go out to buy the school
supplies together, since Lora’s parents don’t even care for these things, but
of course, she had to take her little sister with her. They bought what they
needed, had lunch out in a restaurant and then left back home. Lora was
counting the hours until Monday comes, staying at the house with nothing fun to
do was so boring for her.
On
Monday, school started. Lora went excited, for the first time ever; it is
probably the fact that at the end of these 9 months, if she studied as she
should, she will get to see her sister who she misses already. In classes, Lora
started paying more attention and tried to understand everything and ask
questions and answer them, it was so clear that she was serious about working
hard this semester. She was happy; she felt that she is actually smart and
could do anything she wants. Her grades were improving, and she had the hope of
going to California back. She fulfilled her promise to herself, she and
Patricia used to study and do the homework together and they both worked as
hard as they could. On
22nd of June in 2001, it was Lora’s 18th birthday.
Patricia decided to make her a small party at her house and invite some of
their friends, they had a very good time and Lora was so happy she had such a
great friend. After other people left, Patricia decided to talk to Lora before
she goes back home. “You
know now you are 18, and I became 18 a month ago!”
said Patricia. “Yeah, I know. I can’t
believe how old we are” said Lora and laughed. “We can do many fun
things when we are 18” “Last night I went
to a night club, and I tried few drinks and it was awesome!” “Drinks? You mean
alcohol?”.
© 2014 Amal NAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on May 1, 2014 Last Updated on May 1, 2014 AuthorAmal NAboutJust a girl with so many dreams and so little time. I love writing poems and stories and would take any advice or opinion about my writings since English isn't my native tongue :) more..Writing
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