Immigrant[COREY HAIM]

Third

Saturday.

"Alana,get off this couch and go outside."Our furniture just arrived yesterday,and with a half full bowl of Cheerios in my hand,and Coke in the other,I was sitting in the comfort of my new home while watching the Cosby show re runs.My mother interrupted that.

I lay the bowl and soda on the coffee table to bury my head in the corner of the couch."I don't want to go outside"

"Lift your feet Mija",my mom spoke,completely ignoring my statement.I lift my legs anyway,so she could continue sweeping the rug under my feet.

"Everyone is out with their friends now,and I don't have any friends.I'll look like a loner with no one to hang with."

"bueno, luego salir y hacer amigos."

I groan.

"I'm not telling you again Alana.go get some fresh air"She yanks me from the couch to sit in the same spot I was sitting in,then change the channel to some drama she always watches.

I go around the couch and walk upstairs."fine,but I'm only gonna walk around the block and come back."

She says something back but since I'm upstairs she sounds inaudible.

Once I'm in my room,I change into black sweats,a short sleeve black tee,and nikes sneakers.I put my hair into a high ponytail,then make my way to the bathroom to wash my face to wake me up and re-brush my teeth.

I go downstairs."bye mother",I say with sarcasm,rolling my eyes.I open the door,and as I leave I hear her telling me to shut up.

I jog down the steps to my porch,and as I walk a few feet away from my house I couldn't help but feel out of place.Im so used to my old home,it was like second nature.Walking down my new block everything is so unfamiliar,and it makes me feel uneasy for a minute.

I turn the corner of my block and look across the street.Someone is getting out their house,and locking the door after him.He turns around and looks at me-then turns his attention somewhere else.I do the same.

I turn the next corner to see a
Park right across the street,and I couldn't help but grin.How neat is that!There's a park right around the corner.Another good thing about the move.

I walk into the park."wow,this one is quite big",I whisper to myself.

Instead of going to the open field,I walk to the playground where a few little kids were playing,trying to find the swings. Luckily,I was able to find a swing that was empty .When I was younger to now,every time I went to the park and wanted to go on the swings it was always taken,and the kids never got off for anyone to have a chance to use it.

I got on and start swinging my legs high enough for me to get a good view of most of the park.I look into the field I just pasted earlier.A group of kids were playing baseball.

After a few minutes,I got off the swing and decided to get a good view to the game.

I started walking a good distance round the field to sit on bench,but looking at the game at the same time.Looks like the team in the red is winning and the blue was losing.

Soon enough,I felt a hard object impact the side of my neck with such force.I fall to the ground and squeeze my eyes shut groaning in pain.

"Holy fuck that hurts",I groaned.i really wanted to cry but I wasn't going to in front of everyone.

I open my eyes to see that their damn baseball hit me.Still holding onto the side of my neck,I got up and brush myself off.

The boy in the blue sweats I saw across the street earlier runs up in front of me,picks up the ball,turns around and starts to walk off.

He's not even gonna fucking apologize?

"Assholè",I muttered.

He stops and turned around,obviously bothered by me saying that.

"What did you just say?",he challenged.

"I called you a fucking asshole,did I stutter?"I competed.My hands were on my hips.

He walks up closer to me."Don't have your mouth talk so much shit that your ass can't handle",he says.

"What the fuck your gonna do about it,huh?who said my ass can't handle whatever you got?"this time I stepped closer,and we were in each others faces now.

I swear there was gonna be a fight then and there if that assholes friends didn't pull him away.I gave him one last dirty look,and started towards the park exit.

"Fücking hood rat",I heard him mutter as I left the park.As soon as I turned the corner,that's when I allowed myself to cry.

I started running home.I opened the door and slammed it,running straight to my room."Alana!"I heard my mom called after me.

She opens my bedroom door and when she she's a purple bruise on my neck,she gasps.

"Honey,what happened?"

I sharply turn my head to her,furious."just leave me the hell alone,alright.this is all our fault mom!"

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