[ENG/ESP] Woman's name

in Ladies of Hive3 months ago
Hello, this is my first publication in this community and I want to do it with a story that, although it is created fruit of my imagination may be more real than it seems. My uncle @tonyes says he doesn't know how at my 14 years old I can write things like this. Here I leave this story and I hope you give me your opinion.

Women eternal sources of beauty, for years we have inspired stories, legends, poems, are characters that we get lost in the beautiful literary world, although we are a source of inspiration, our name was forgotten by history and our voice silenced by the law of machismo, but the time is solemn, time with its slow march has managed to change things, today I am a woman who can walk the streets of my country without fear, I can laugh, read, study, be free, without fearing that tomorrow I will have to depend on the crumbs of a person who forbids me to be free, but why are there still women who cling to the sad memory of yesterday.

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Please don't go, cried the desperate mother, as she watched her young daughter put her suitcase into a cab, I can't live without you.

Don't try to stop me, the day has finally come for me to leave this poor neighborhood with no future, said the daughter.

Mother: Don't tell the home where you were born, where you grew up, you belong here.

Daughter: I may have been born here to my misfortune, but believe me I will never belong to such a vulgar place, where people are sweaty all day long, where nobody has any ambition, they are only content to live here, they are like pigs who are content to live in the mud.

Mother: What kind of creatures have you become, where did I go wrong, tell me, I gave you everything, I gave you love, a roof over your head, I always worked to be able to give you everything I didn't have.

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Daughter: That's the problem, I never had anything, not even a decent Quinceañera, you know how it is to see that your friends have something that you don't have, you never bought me expensive clothes, or shoes, or a cell phone, you know I'm ashamed to be your daughter.

Mother: Daughter, you don't know how much your words hurt me, they are like a dagger that sticks in my chest and squeezes my heart.

Daughter: Stop the drama, because you are the only one to blame for us being in this situation, if you had married a rich man, but no, as always you were just a commoner.

The mother hits her hard. I never thought I would say this, but I hope that one day you will realize the mistake you are making.

The daughter leaves, gets into a cab.

The cab leaves her at the door of a luxurious mansion, where her future husband awaits her, a big, fat man twice her age, she did not see him with eyes of love, she only saw in him a huge amount of bills, they got married, their wedding was the most luxurious in the country, but she was not able to invite her mother because she was ashamed of her origin, they had a daughter, a charming girl, the years passed, the family of the young woman, was seen as the perfect couple in the eyes of society, but secretly the ungrateful daughter cried, her tears were the result of the violence of her husband.

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That man beat her mercilessly every time she was upset about something, and then told her that she was what she loved the most, her daughter watched them and cried silently, because she could not see her mother being unhappy, one day at the girl's school, they asked her to dress up as her mother, in honor of Mother's Day.

That five year old girl, went into her mother's room, took a jewel, some makeup, and locked herself in her room, the next morning she put on a long blue dress, ran her makeup, painted some bruises on both arms, tousled her hair, and looked at herself in the mirror.

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She was the true reflection of her mother, so she decided to go to school, when her mother saw her she was frightened, her daughter was the mirror of her present and her future, that day she waited for her husband who arrived drunk, she confronted her and told him that she would ask for a divorce, that man full of rage grabbed her by the neck and each time he suffocated her more, she tried to free herself from those thick hands but she could not, her last word was "I love you daughter". How many women share the same story of this young woman, if she had changed, if she had not chosen that path, she would not have left her daughter alone.
Not one more, not one less.

Credits: The translator used was Deepl Translate.
Images taken from Pixabay.

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Hola, esta es mi primera publicación en esta comunidad y quiero hacerla con una historia que, aunque es creada fruto de mi imaginación puede ser más real de lo que parece. Dice mi tío @tonyes que no sabe cómo a mis 14 años puedo escribir cosas como estas. Aquì les dejo esta historia y espero que me den sus criterios.

Las mujeres eternas fuentes de belleza, durante años hemos inspirado historias, leyendas , poemas, son personajes que nos perdemos en el hermoso mundo literario , aunque somos una fuente de inspiración, nuestro nombre fue olvidado por la historia y nuestra voz callada por la ley de machismo, pero la hora es solemne, el tiempo con su lento andar ha logrado cambiar las cosas, hoy en día soy una mujer que puede caminar por las calles de mi país sin miedo, puedo reír , leer , estudiar , ser libre , sin temer que el día de mañana tenga que depender de las migajas de una persona que me prohiba ser libre, pero por qué hay aún mujeres que se aferran al triste recuerdo del ayer.

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No te vayas por favor, gritaba la madre desesperada, mientras veía a su joven hija, subir su maleta a un taxi, no puedo vivir sin ti.

No intentes detenerme, por fin llegó el día que me voy de este barrio de pobretones sin futuro, le decía la hija.

Madre: No le digas, así al hogar en el cual naciste, dónde creciste, perteneces a este lugar.

Hija: Puede ser que haya nacido aquí para mi desgracia, pero créeme que nunca voy a pertenecer a un lugar tan vulgar, donde la gente está sudada todo el día, dónde nadie tiene ambiciones, solo se conforman con vivir aquí, son como cerdos que se conforman con vivir en el lodo.

Madre: En qué tipo de criaturas te has convertido, en qué me equivoqué, dime, te di todo, te di amor, un techo, siempre trabajé para poder darte todo lo que yo no tuve.

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Hija: Ese es el problema, nunca tuve nada, ni siquiera una fiesta decente de quince, sabes cómo es ver que tus amigas tienen algo que tú no tienes, nunca me compraste ropa cara, ni zapatos, ni un celular, sabes me avergüenzo de ser tu hija.

Madre: Hija no sabes cuánto me hieren tus palabras, son como un puñal que se clava en mi pecho y me oprime el corazón.

Hija: Deja el drama, por qué tú eres la única culpable que estemos en esta situación, si te hubieras casado con un hombre rico, pero no, como siempre fuiste una cualquiera.

La madre la golpea con fuerza. Nunca pensé decir esto, pero ojalá que un día te des cuenta el error que estás cometiendo.

La hija sé va, monta en un taxi.

El taxi la deja en la puerta una lujosa mansión, dónde la espera su futuro esposo, un hombre grande, gordo el cual le duplica la edad , ella no lo veía con ojos de amor, solo veía en él una enorme cantidad de billetes, se casaron , su boda fue la más lujosa del país, pero ella no fue capaz de invitar a su madre porque le avergonzaba su origen, tuvieron una hija, una niña encantadora, los años pasaron, la familia de la joven, era vista como la pareja perfecta frente a los ojos de la sociedad, pero en secreto la hija ingrata lloraba, sus lágrimas eran el resultado de la violencia de su esposo.

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Aquel hombre la golpeaba sin compasión cada vez que se molestaba por algo, y luego le decía que era lo que más amaba, su hija los observaba y lloraba en silencio, pues no podía ver a su madre siendo infeliz, un día en la escuela de la niña, pidieron que se disfrazara de su mamá, en honor al día de las madres.

Aquella niña de cinco años, entró en el cuarto de su madre , cogió una joya, un poco de maquillaje, y se encerró en su cuarto, a la mañana siguiente ella se puso un vestido azul largo , se corrió el maquillaje, se pintó algunos moretones en ambos brazos, se alborotó el pelo, y se contempló al espejo.

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Ella era el verdadero reflejo de su madre, así dispuso marchar a su escuela, cuando la madre la vio se espantó, su hija era el espejo de su presente y de su futuro, ese día ella espero a su esposo el cual llegó borracho, ella la enfrentó y le dijo que pediría el divorcio, aquel hombre lleno de rabia la cogió por el cuello y cada vez la asfixiaba más, ella intentó liberarse de aquellas gruesas manos pero no pudo su última palabra fue te amo hija , ...Cuántas mujeres comparten la misma historia de esta joven, si hubiera cambiado, si no hubiera escogido ese camino, no hubiera dejado sola a su hija.
Ni una más, ni una menos.

Créditos: El traductor utilizado fue el Deepl Translate.
Las imágenes tomadas de Pixabay.

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People often trade what they think they hate for something even worse. Unfortunately, the person doing the trading, does not always see.

This story, crafted through your imagination, is I suspect, a very close hit to home for many. Sad really when you think about.

Well done @latita. Thank you for sharing the story and welcome to the platform. Take care! !LADY

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Thank you very much for reading and for those nice words.
I still have a lot to learn, but with the help of many I plan to improve and grow.
Thanks for the welcome.

You are very welcome! Take care!🤗💜

Thanks very much.

You are very welcome!

Welcome to #ladiesofhive @latita
A story that is all too familiar at this day and age, the names are different, the story too often the same.

Thank you very much for your comment and for the welcome.

Ufff decisiones, compromisos, lealtades, sinceridad, fidelidad... tantas palabras escondidas en tu texto.

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Gracias por sus comentarios. En realidad estas palabras están entrelazadas y le dan vida a la historia.