Nicole Zapata

The Immigrant

Chapter 1 “Name.” “Aly-Annette.” “Please wait.” As I stood waiting for the man to process my information, I could barely believe where I was or even who I was, an immigrant on Ellis Island. A shard of hope sliced through my mind so fiercely that all I could do was muster a smile and look at the man attending me. I was 22; the man seemed in his late 40s.