WA 4 Soñando con Felicidad

Soñando con Felicidad

Soñando con Felicidad“Dreaming of Happiness”“Papi… no, no, no, no, please don’t leave me, somebody help,” repetitiously screamed Raphael. His hands covered in blood, as his father lay limp in the palm of his lap. “You’re all I have left,” he shouted. Following his parents divorced, his father, Pedro was all he had left of a family. A family that once started out happily in Mexico soon made a turn for the worst.

The Gonzalez family resided in Monterrey, a Mexican city set northwest of the state of Nuevo León. Raphael’s family thrived in a somewhat roomy townhouse. Compared to houses in the United States this house would be considered undersized. To Raphael and his family it was a blessing to live in such an abode, considering the housing condition of many in the city of Monterrey. Raphael considered his room colossal, “so big a dinosaur could live in it,” Raphael said giggling.

Raphael had a supportive family that loved him very much and supported him with whatever he did. They had family outings at the beach and to the nearby Sierra Madre Oriental mountain range. Other family’s were jealous and wanted have what they had; a family. Raphael’s friends were envious that he had all the new electronics, including an iPod, cell phone etc. Then one day when Raphael was traveling with his father on the city bus, Pedro received a message from Raphael’s mom saying that she wouldn’t be able to be at home that night because she had to handle some business. This was very unusual because the family were always together during the night. This would be the first night they would be separated…

Raphael and his father awoke to, not a hearty breakfast waiting, but a still, silent house. When Pedro walked downstairs the front door opened and there stood Ms. Gonzalez. From upstairs all Raphael could hear was a few words exchanged, and then the volume was turned up and shouted began. “Smash!!!!”Next thing Rafael knew the front door was slammed shut and all was quiet, dead quiet. He lay there on the squishy carpet floor in his gigantic room still in complete darkness due to his blinds still shut. He rushed to the window just in time to see his mom wave goodbye. What did this mean was this bye for good? Raphael pondered this question for minutes, then hours. He retreated to the comfort of his cot, still warm from the night. The beautiful weather and the sun began to seep through the cracks between his shades and window frame. The light found its way to one picture hanging on the wall; His eyes gazed at the photo of his family, all smiling so happily.

When Raphael got up the courage to lug himself out of his downy soft comforter and pillow, he staggered down the steps. Raphael was expecting the worst. Instead he found his father at the dinner table, sipping his Folgers coffee and reading the newspaper just like he does every morning. Raphael didn’t know what to do or what to say. It took him a moment to get his feet under him because he was so surprised. Then he decided to walk over to him, he was seated 10 feet away from Raphael, but it took him at least f minutes to reach him. As Raphael draped his weary body over his father’s shoulders, his father whispered, “Don’t worry we will be just fine, you just don’t worry about a thing.” Raphael hoped that was true but knew the worst was sure to come.