vendredi 10 juin 2011
Years passed. Nawal's family moved too. They settled in an hour of his hometown in a big city called Oran, a city as it has always dream was for her a new beginning, a new city, new friends, neighbors and so on. At one time give it to rethink boy she suffered more than anything else, and deciding what concentrated in something more useful, she learned geography, mathematics, French language, followed the soap to television, and quickly became the girl model, one that everyone enjoyed and envied.But things were not all that easy, because his parents accumulated arguments, and tension grows more and more, his mother spent her time crying and his father returned late at night in a pitiful state, she did not know not what actually happens, every time she asked, she was punished for some reason she could not understand.One day as she returned from EMC, she found her mother lying in his room at the foot of the bed holding a box of medication, she had the habit of calling the emergency, but it was too late, she had lost her mother, she was told she was sick, but she knew the truth, it was a suicide, pure and simple, Nawal had lost his footing, she was in shock, she was crying, screaming, hair pulling , struggled when they tried to stop him, then entered a quiet scary eyes fixing his father who was sitting in the other room without uttering a word, not a single tear, no emotion is appeared in her face, she knew he was the cause of the depression of his mother, a little later, she learned that her father wanted to get married again because her mother could no longer fell pregnant and he wanted a son all costs. then she made two suicide attempts, one of the two had nailed one week and a half in a hospital bed.so she knew that his hour had not come and decide to take revenge on life, death, love. Longer any sense, she wants to enjoy life tan there is still time, it will soon be leaving Oran, Algeria, Africa and all leave behind, all his bad memories that haunts will not be as dust . Above all, it is the concentrated, it has its last review in French in just two hours "island", she needs to get its license, it has everything ready, passport, visa, accommodation, higher education, future , which does use people for his personal ambitions and make them believe that love them. Nawal is currently attending a rich man who has power where it needs it, by the way she has just received a message from him saying, "Hello my love, my first thought is for you, call me for this evening, bis! "."My love", that word makes her horror, this is just a month they attend, and he thinks he already loved her, but the cape Nawal yours straight and can not be distracted by the man from elsewhere believing in this country, and spends his time pretend loved this country, just because his father was a veteran.
One morning, the boy approached her and asked her to lend him a pencil. Nawal did not answer, she pretended to be irritated by this untimely first and hurried on.She was still petrified with fear on seeing him move towards her, she was afraid he knew she loved him, was waiting for, dreamed of taking him by the hand, go beyond the door of the school follow the road to the end, which - they said - was a big city, the characters in the novel, artists, automobiles, many movie theaters and all out of Wonderland. All day, she was unable to concentrate in class. It sulfur absurd behavior, while being relieved to know that the boy also had noticed. The pencil was merely a pretext to start the conversation - when he approached, she saw a pen in his pocket. She longs to see him. That night - and nights that followed - she began to imagine all that she would do, until she found the right way to start a story that would never end. He never sent him to speak. They continued to go to school together, Nawal sometimes walking a few steps in front of him holding a pencil in his right hand, sometimes it can be looked after for dearly. It had to be content to love and suffer in silence until the end of the school year.During the holidays it seemed interminable, Nawal decided to leave the boy a letter in which she confessed that he had been the great love of her life and she made the project to sink in the river or it would devour by wild beasts than using to frighten his mother and his parents did not cry his death, for the poor remain hopeful, despite the tragedies that overwhelm them, they would think she was kidnapped by a wealthy family and without children and one day she would come back covered with glory and money - and while the current (and eternal) love of his life would not be able to forget and suffer every day from not having to speak.The next day, she managed the best she could, put on a dress that her mother had crafted for the occasion and left, thanking God that the holiday was finally completed. But the boy did not reappear. So passed another week of anxiety before Nawal did not learn by comrades he had left town. "He went away," said someone.At this point, Nawal discovered that you can lose some thing forever. She also learned that there was a place called "away", the world was wide, and its small town, and the most interesting things always end up leaving. She wanted it gone too, but she was very young. However, looking at the dusty streets, she decided that someday she would walk in the footsteps of the boy. The nine following Friday, she asked God to take away one day. She had difficulty for some time and really tried to trace the boy, but no one knew where his parents had moved. Nawal then began to find the world too vast and dangerous love, she thought that God lived in heaven too remote to listen to requests from children.
It is thirty seven hours when the alarm clock starts ringing, it's already Sunday, the weekend pass quickly, as always, Nawal is fried on, she knows that a day full of stress waiting for it wake her little sister and will prepare the breakfast. after a whole night to watch a construction site of a Chinese company his father still asleep, she serves breakfast and sits down, her little sister looks at him and asks him or despised it because it was last night knew that his excuse was bogus, she replied "its none of your business in any way, will quickly prepare your bag before you arrive late. "Bored by the suspicions of his little sister, Nawal envalira wonders if this really worth it, she could live her life would be like any other Algerian age, but has chosen to accept all the opportunities offered by the life, there are too many girls who do not benefit because it is subject to the rules at home for fear of their fathers or brothers, and especially it is different from the others, she is free on her and especially nice, because here as elsewhere has many beauty, she knew that men were fragile and must be used before the spell breaks, she told her father she spent the weekend dearly for his girlfriend childhood in order to attend the wedding of his brother, his father has no means sure to check out about his daughter but he prefers to trust him, because since the death of his mother, he tries to move closer to his daughters,Nawal but does not give him the opportunity, she will never forgive him for his behavior before the death of his mother, the only time they seem to close is when she wants something from him because even his father manipulable. Like the other girls, Nawal also believes in love, so she waited until the day her prince charming would appear without warning, captivating her heart and she would go conquer the world with him. As the prince charming did not show himself, he only had to dream.She fell in love for the first time at age eleven, as she walked to primary school. The first day of school, she discovered she was not alone on the journey she was walking not far from a kid who lived in the neighborhood and attended school at the same hour. They had never exchanged a word, but Nawal noticed that the times of the day, which pleased him most was that they spent on the dusty road, despite the thirst, fatigue, bright sunshine, the boy who walked soon as she was making strenuous efforts to remain at its height.
The scene was repeated for several months, Nawal, who hated studying and had no other distractions as television, began to wish that time passes quickly, she waited anxiously to go to school and unlike girls her age, was very boring on the weekends.As the hours pass more slowly for a child than an adult, she suffered, was the endless days, because they offered him only ten minutes to share the love of his life and thousands of others for thinking He imagined it would be good as they can talk.