Skeletons in the House

Chapter 3

Middle school became a big part in my life where I had 7 different teachers if it wasn't for Ms.Williams my 6th grade teacher, or for my principal at the time Mr.Gonzalez I really don't know what I would've done. The point I was at I was just ready to end it all, but here came these two beautiful glowing lights that I trusted with everything, they became my personal journals, my guardian angels. They were so amazing, and patient with me when I couldn't take it anymore, they gave me the opportunity to talk to them and let everything out. They were my safe havens, I knew that with them I could tell them anything, I knew they were always on my side no matter what. It always mattered to them that I was on time for school, so I had 30 minutes to talk to them about my previous nights, and how my mornings went. Their were times I came in late, and they would take me out of my free period to talk to me, just because it was safe for them to know everything that was going on in my life, and if changes came in. They were just these glowing lights I've trusted my whole life with, as 7th grade came approaching it got harder for me, because I knew I would no longer have Ms.Williams by my side. I would always have Mr.Gonzalez but Ms.Williams didn't have free periods to talk to me, because she was always teaching and helping her students. These amazing people in my life became my factors I had everyday to have a reason to get up in the morning, and a reason to sleep. I feared of not having Ms.Williams anymore and well as 7th grade approached, I had 7 new different faces I trusted only 2 of those faces Ms.Williams I was glad to have again, and Ms.Thomas. They were my go-to along with Mr.Gonzales, all my teachers until 8th grade, got history from Mr.Gonzales and Ms.Williams, to be patient with me, that I was dealing with rough times at home 24/7. Most of my teachers could already see through me like I was a piece of glass, and knew that I was a troubled kid that didn't get much of a childhood. Ms.Thomas which I had for 7th period and Ms.Williams which I had for 3rd and 4th period use to help me out so much, and just give me the best words of advice that I could've literally used as a pillow to go to sleep of how warming their advice was. Mr.Gonzales advice was the blanket to sleep with, always gave me amazing encouragement words to wake up in the morning, and go to sleep. Each morning I woke up, I knew that I had amazing people worth my while in middle school, and warming hearts that never let me down. Here comes 8th grade, which means 7 new different faces, out of my 8th grade year I had three very special teachers, Ms.Hogan, Mr.Small and Mr.Thompson. My math, art, and science teachers, they already knew everything about me and worked slowly and patiently with me. My 8th grade year became the hardest year of all, between me doing homework, cleaning the house, and having flashbacks of the sexual intercourses, I started failing 8th grade and my teachers weren't sure if I was going to pass. I remember them working and doing everything they could towards me being able to pass and continue onto high school. I went through so many recovery programs, to gain my credits, I went through many meetings, and from them never giving up on me, I graduated middle school with A's and B's.