Short Story: Moving To New York

I wrote this book because I been thru it and to let immigrates know they are not alone. it's not easy,it's hard but it's worth it.I am half of America and half of Syrian.Mysource is my life.Everyday people leave their country to move to another country and if they read this book, they remember their country and when I came to America I try to find books that share same feeling.Leaving something or someone is hard, when you truly love someone and they break up with you, you will remember them, they always in your mind.tears will fill your eyes everytime you go bald. home is place we all belong there , is not about how expensive the home is or how money you have or how pretty you are.”I felt a pang -- a strange and inexplicable pang that I had

One cold evening in New York City, a woman named Jeannette is getting ready to go to a party. Worried that she is overdressed, Jeannette looks out the window of the taxi to find her mom rummaging through trash cans. Jeannette has not seen her mother in months, so she is taken back to see her mother getting no acknowledgements from anyone. Instead of getting out of the car, she panics that her mom will call her name out. Therefore, she decides to duck down and asks the taxi driver to take her back home. Once Jeannette arrives home the only thought that crosses her mind is her mother freezing on the streets of New York City. Also, she feels ashamed for hiding from her own mother. A few days later, Jeannette meets up with her mom for lunch. She

It was June of 2013 and I was in my room cooling, watching “Good Luck Charlie”. My mom came into my room saying that she was ready to move out of New York. Obviously I did not want to move out of the city I was born in. My mom never liked living in New York, so she always thought about moving. So the plan was to move in August. Time went by and I was thinking about what North Carolina would be like. I really wasn’t thinking about the friends I was leaving in Brooklyn, that never crossed my mind.

Kit sat in a corner chair, during one of her mother’s doctor appointments. Her mother was perched on the center exam table. Kit pointed out to the doctor that her mother was acting odd, belligerent, even though she was snippy before, her mother, was acting more childlike sticking out her tongue when the doctor tuned his back, becoming angry when she was asked questions. If the conversation wasn’t about her, she became angry and demanded they spoke only about her.

Imagine you have just moved from Kissimmee, Florida and you walk ride into a mansion owned by your dad’s best friend in West Chester, New York. So many emotions are running though your head as you step inside and see a beautiful brunette girl who is staring back at you with antipathy. This is what happened to Claire Lyons as she moved from Florida to New York because of her dad’s job. In the journal I will be connecting, predicting, and questioning.

She coughed. She was sick. She had the flu. She didn’t know how she caught it. She went to see the doctor. She didn’t like the clinic. The clinic was small and damp. There were always people waiting. She sat in the waiting room. Kids were running around. People were sitting next to her. They were coughing and sneezing. She was also coughing and sneezing, too. She felt terrible. She waited for hours. They finally called her name. She quickly went to the nurse. “The doctor will see you now”, the nurse said. She went into a small room. She sat down on a bed. The doctor walked in. “Hello, Susan,” the doctor said. She told him that she had the flu. The doctors checked her symptoms. He gave her prescription. “Feel better”, the doctor said. “Thank you, doctor”, she said.

The paramedics rushed over to Angelica, checked her pulse, the paramedic said, “She has no pulse, we have to get her to the nearest hospital quick.” Marie started crying and screaming, “Oh my God, Oh my God, Please, help my baby.” Aunt Lori held Marie. As they were working with Angelica, Aunt Lori rushed to the phone and called David and Simone to tell them to meet them at the hospital. After hanging up, the paramedics rushed Angelica out the door, Marie rode in the ambulance with them. Aunt Lori rushed out behind them following the ambulance. When they made it to the hospital, they rushed Angelica inside, were there was Doctors waiting. As they rushed Angelica to the back, Marie tried to follow them, but one of the paramedics stopped her and said, “Maam, she’s in good hands, I’m sorry, but you can’t go back there.” “That’s my daughter.” said Marie. “Maam, I’m sorry, but you can’t.” said the paramedic. Marie walked off, headed to the waiting area, she was still crying. When she got to the waiting area, Aunt Lori rushed to her side. “What did they say?” ask Aunt Lori. “They told me that I can’t go back there.” said Marie. As they were talking, Simone and David rushed in. “Mom, What happened?” ask Simone. “I don’t know.” cried Marie. “Mom, come sit down.” said David. Marie kept crying. “It’s going to be alright, Angelica will be just fine.” said David. “Aunt Lori what happened?” ask Simone. “We were all asleep, then Angelica started screaming, she was crying and complaining about her head, she said that her head was hurting real bad, so Marie went and got a warm towel and placed it on her forehead, but she was still in pain, so I called the ambulance, when they arrived Marie and I rushed to the door to let them in and when they rushed to the back, they said Angelica had no pulse.” “Oh my God.” said Simone. “Have the Doctor or anyone spoken to you?” ask David. “No, just before you both arrived, they rushed her in the back.” said Marie. They all sat and

Victoria was sitting across the room from Elizabeth when she asked her mother to look at a sore that had formed on her left foot. Victoria stated it had come from her being underneath the cover. Elizabeth asked her if she had shown her uncle and told her to put her sock back on without actually looking at it. Victoria looked sad for a moment but quickly moved on and continued to watch TV.

Are you planning to fly into New York City? Well, this is an exhilarating feeling you get, no doubt. It can however get a hard task if you are moving over a long distance. Worse still, it may get difficult when you are with your dog is accompanying you. You may be wondering how you will move from whichever place to this fast lane city while reducing your challenges and yet causing your pet the list trauma, especially in this fast moving city where people are insensitive to the others’ actions. There are however steps that you can take to make your move easy.

D" Mariya reports that she needs sleeping meds and she said, “I cannot sleep at night and I need meds to sleep. When I was in the inpatient hospital, I use to take a lot of meds to sleep. The hospital meds was good and I use to laugh a lot." Writer asked the CLT, tell me what is the reason you're not laughing now. Then, she went to her bedroom and she brought the meds list and she stated, "I need this kind of medication and tell the nurse to bring it to me tomorrow." Writer told her, we are giving you the same meds twice a day. Immediately, she said, "I will see tomorrow" and told me to get out from her residence.

In the past, Mandy and some of the nurses had been witnessing to Cindy when she came to her appointments. She told Cindy she was very sorry and would speak to the doctor about her problem. Cindy immediately dismissed Mandy’s suggestion- she wasn’t willing to have special help due to her situation. Cindy pessimistically informed Mandy she would no longer be coming to the clinic for care.

It was a warm summer evening, Crate was laying down while John was working on his work project. Crate felt different, she felt ill. Her stomach hurt...a lot. “What’s wrong honey?” “I think, I think..” “You think what?” “I think my water just broke!”. He immediately shoved her into the car and drove her to the hospital. When they got there it was almost too late. She was in labor for hours. John had gotten so worried that he broke into her room and held her hand. “Why are you here?” Crate asked, “Did you hear what the doctor said?”. “No,” John said as he went towards her bed “What did he say?” Crate thought about if she should tell him the truth or not, it was too risky but, she had made her decision. “The baby~~~She’s not going to make it..”.

The door closes as the doctor walks in the cold, silent, weary room.“Mrs.Hagman, the results are back”,said doctor Ahmed. While Mrs.Hagman had a horrifying look on her face. “We did a blood test and it came back positive…. Jaxon has Aml Leukemia and he is already in its first stages, we have to act faster than we expected”. “You did say that you visited Australia in the past 21 days right”,asked doctor Ahmed? “Ummm yes, we did Jaxon wanted to go to Dreamworld, he didn't get to attend because we had to come back to hear this gruesome news”, exclaimed Mrs. Hagman. “What does that have to do with anything”,asked Mrs. Hagman? Just questions we must ask in case of disease.” “Well, on the bright side he automatically gets a “wish”,the

When the doctor arrives at the patient’s house, Mathilda’s mother quickly directs the doctor to the kitchen, since it was cold in

We stood awkwardly in silence, well she didn’t seem to find it awkward. Finally Sophia and mother came around the corner and rescued me from Mrs Cox poison glare. As I hopped into Mrs Cox car I waved bye to mother and turned to Sophia. “Sophia” I said. She turned to look at me. “What do you think it will be like?” I said. “Be quiet!” Mrs Cox yelled from the front passenger's seat. Sophia shrugged and put her feet up of the seat in front. Typical of Sophia I thought. Mrs Cox turned