Aileen Fernandez
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The Anniversary
Anxiety consumed Scarlett as she began to get ready for her special celebration. Jace and her were celebrating ten years of marriage. Ten years that they have been each other’s soulmates. After Scarlett put her hair in chignon bun, she put on the beautiful red dress by Carolina Herrera. Her bun let her showcase her Harry Winston diamond necklace and earrings. It was a gift from Jace from their last anniversary and she found their simplicity quite elegant. Not to mention that they brought out the shine in her brown eyes. When she finished her all-natural make-up, she took a long look in the mirror, and it was the first time in a long time that she felt beautiful and exquisite.
By Aileen Fernandez3 years ago in Confessions
A Father's Absence
Growing in the Dominican Republic, Helena did not have a care in the world. She was surrounded by love, and kindness, which would always put a cheesy smile on her round baby face. One day her world would be turn upside down by the sudden immigration of her family to New York. Coming to New York was an exhilarating and terrifying thing for Helena. She had to learn English; she had to adapt to the different seasons. Helena noticed the difference when she started school. It was not a private Catholic school like the one back in her country it was a public school in Harlem and the kids weren’t as friendly. They made fun of her for her accent and because she could not speak English. Nevertheless, she persevered; she made friends, but it became awkward when they would ask about her father. Most of the kids came from a two-parent home. Back in the Dominican Republic she was raised by her grandma, aunts, and uncles, while her mother worked in New York for the American Dream, so it never bothered Helena that she was not raised by her father, nor did she ask her family about it.
By Aileen Fernandez4 years ago in Fiction
The Becoming
1 The Becoming There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. That is until in the evening of The Transformation in the Valley of Nod. The Valley of Nod was a beautiful and peaceful place, but its harmony was shaken to its core by the malevolence of Ambrose. Ambrose came from a family of questionable individuals. They never wanted to be a part of the traditions or help the village in any way. They ostracized themselves and the community didn’t bother them since they decided to not be part of them. One day, both of Ambrose’s parents passed away under mysterious circumstances and even though he didn’t want to, he came to the village to ask for help in burying them because he was overwhelmed and had no idea what to do, and of course the village helped him. The Nodians also helped him in cleaning the home and packing the things his parents left behind that he would have no use for. In his parents’ bedroom, Ambrose found tucked away in their closet scrolls about a strange dragon religion they practiced without his knowledge and that changed his whole perspective about the community in the Valley of Nod. He became obsessed with those scrolls; he would study them day and night. Every Friday morning, he would wake up and go to the middle of the Valley proselytizing about how the Nodians were condemned to die because of their sinful and wicked ways. Few followed him because he was a passionate orator; he spoke with fervor and gravitas, holding people’s attention. Zillah, the priestess of the village, could understand why others decided to give him the time of day. Those who began to follow him really believed the tenets he was spewing about the ancient dragon religion, especially the one where they had to sacrifice those who believed in the ancient gods and ways to gain the favor and riches of Uriel, the eminent dragon.
By Aileen Fernandez4 years ago in Criminal
Mother: The Multifaceted Being
The year was 1987 when I was born in the Dominican Republic in Santiago city to my mother, Julia. In October 1988, my mother left D.R. and traveled to New York leaving me in the care of our family. She wanted to come to North America to provide a better life for her and the family, as is the dream of every immigrant. Having family in New York as well she thought that she would have help like she did back in her native country, but that was not the case. She started to work as a cashier for her uncles’ supermarket, but quickly learned that they had archaic views which suppressed her growth. Being that Mami had me out of wedlock and they had their old-fashioned views they saw her differently and they treated her like the black sheep of the family. Even now so many years later it is still a scarring memory which is painful for her to share. The hurt and rejection that she received from her uncles is something that she has not forgotten or forgiven them for. Although, life gave her lemons, she managed to make lemonade. For birthdays and holidays, she managed to send me dresses and money, so that we could have good food to celebrate, all the while she suffered looking for a stable place to live in an unfamiliar place where she barely spoke the language. Despite many hardships she persevered regardless of her circumstances. Not too long after she forged a relationship that would bring forth my middle brother, J.C. At this point of her life, she began learning English which afforded her with the opportunity to earn her G.E.D. because she had bigger dreams than just being a cashier for an establishment she detested. One day she was able to quit and began a new career as a domestic worker. She began cleaning apartments in the downtown area of New York. This provided her more money and time to spend with my brother. The best part was that no one was looking at her through a microscope or bothering her for her choices. Around this time, she was working on her citizenship and seeking a way to bring me to New York. Since she left me at a young age, I did not know enough to miss her; she would always call, and I would speak to her, and my family would tell me about her. However, growing up without her had me looking towards my aunts, and my grandmother as mothers as well.
By Aileen Fernandez5 years ago in Families
The First Date
It has been five years since Lana has gone on a date, such a familiar concept; yet the experience incredibly foreign to her. Now in her spacious room, sitting in her favorite tattered blue couch looking into space twirling a strand of her long brown hair contemplating what her make-up would look like, what type of hairstyle to do and last, but not least what outfit to wear. The only thing that she knew for sure in this beautiful mix day of Spring with a hint of Summer was that she was wearing the black leather Tory Burch sandals that her sister, Sienna, gave her for her graduation. This important choice is because she had gotten a red gel pedicure and the color complimented her fair complexion; it goes without saying that her toes were looking extremely cute. After twenty minutes of her considering what she would look like tonight, she got up and went rummaging through her closet to see what outfit would look nice for this first encounter. As this was happening Lana began to ponder about how Sienna and her friends got her to say “yes” to the date.
By Aileen Fernandez5 years ago in Humans
