Maria

By Di Alessandro

"Story of a young woman who lives between highs and lows, experiencing joy and love but also bitterness because of a destiny which plays tricks to her. An altruist character in a continuing spiral often unfair, which life represents. “

• Language: English
• Publisher: Di Alessandro
• Release date: Nov 26, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310682858

Di Alessandro

I was looking for a personal and family improvement, when I arrived by the Arno’s bank, in a cultural and fine arts city: Florence. I arrived in the year of the eclipse, in 2000 precisely. The sun left us in the dark for just a moment to come back immediately after. In the same way, I changed, passing by dark times and light times. And although the effort of my demanding work, I seeked my main purposes, overlooking the others. Gradually that I was achieving them, I realised that something was missing. I missed the realization of my far past dreams, which I was still moving in with nostalgia.I was attending the university and during an exam the professor told me that my work was too “literary”. Suddenly this word created in my mind the desire to try to write something.This is the way how this book borned, bringing back to light one of my old “accidental” desire.So, I decided to challenge me, get starting writing in my acquired language to make it more difficult and exciting.DORIAN Alexandru"Di Alessandro"

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Di Alessandro

Maria

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Maria

Translated by Nubia Tognoni

Copyright © 2014 Dorian Alexandru

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Table of Contents

Preface

Chapter I

Chapter II

Chapter III

Chapter IV

Chapter V

Chapter VI

Chapter VII

Chapter VIII

Chapter IX

Chapter X

Chapter XI

I thank my dear friend Lucia Conti Mozart for her patience and big support. I thank also my friends Luigi and Moreno for the assistence, support and technical training.

PREFACE

I was looking for a personal and family improvement, when I arrived by the Arno’s bank, in a cultural and fine arts city: Florence. I arrived in the year of the eclipse, in 2000 precisely. The sun left us in the dark for just a moment to come back immediately after. In the same way, I changed, passing by dark times and light times. And although the effort of my demanding work, I seeked my main purposes, overlooking the others. Gradually that I was achieving them, I realised that something was missing. I missed the realization of my far past dreams, which I was still moving in with nostalgia. I dreamt to be an artist, in efect I have been studying music when I was a child. But in the years delusion became established and I had to adapt to social changes which made me turn in someone else, separating me from my old desires which, even if closed deeply in a drawer, they kept staying there, awaiting to be pulled out and dusted.

This is the way how this book borned, bringing back to light one of my old accidental desire. I say accidental because initially I didn’t intend to write. I didn’t belive to be able to write, but an event of my past made me think that I could write something one day. I was attending the university and during an exam the professor told me that my work was too literary. Suddenly this word created in my mind the desire to try to write something. At the beginning I started with aphorisms which I composed progressively I was growing up. I didn’t have a story in my mind yet, until a day I got the enlightenment.

So, I decided to challenge me, get starting writing in my acquired language to make it more difficult and exciting. The entire tale is a figment of my imagination, with some traits of my real life. The main character, Maria, doesn’t exist in reality. I included love as main topic of the story trying to go it to its extremes.

I wish you a good reading.

Dorian Alexandru

Di Alessandro

I

Maria arrived at the orphanage’s front door with her baby sleeping at her breast. It was a sweet post breastfeeding sleep. At his awake he would have been in other hands. Yes, because Maria had decided. She needed to leave him in safer hands than hers, as she didn’t even know the effort of a real work yet. She didn’t see any other choice. Afterall, it is better to leave him here instead of leave him in a dark and dirty cornern of the town, how you often could hear about.

Maria was born in a family where the mother has never been affectionate with her, reprimanding she for everything: she wasn’t good enough in dish washing as her mother, she hanged out the laundry in a different way, her mother never went well anything. Maria’s mother wanted her to do things as she did. And Maria’s father was always out. She doesn’t know the word "dad", she doesn’t remember to have said it often and even if she did say it she couldn’t remember as she has had to be very young. Even when he was at home, she prefered to disappear in her room playing with her dolls, pretending to cure them, just to not be present at her parents habitual arguments. It was enough to hear their screams out of the door. If she has had a pair of headphones and a MP3 like the other peers, she would have used them to listen anything but music. But when all is said and done, just as well, because in this way she was learning how to behave herself, without arguing with other children. And if sometimes she felt verbally attacked she prefered to go away rather than arguing, avoiding any kind of conflict.

She wasn’t excelent at school but she attended it gladly because she felt fine with her friends. She had many friends and she loved all of them, even if sometimes someone was selfish or distrustful. And when one of them hurted accidently, like when a boy fell from a tree while he was picking some fruits, scratching his legs, she run to help and assist him, to see what happened. She is not afraid of blood. On the contrary she was satisfied seeing how her wet tissue could tampon