Delilah

1st Piece Past isn't at all times bad

It was early, I was getting ready for my first day of school. I showered, got ready, had breakfast, and headed to school. To be sincere, I was quite nervous since this was my first day of high school. My heart was pumping somewhat fast and I remember telling myself, attempting to calm me down,"why are you nervous? it's just school, you have gone to school all your life!" Truth is, although I have always gone to school, I have always been afraid of it. I have never made any friends really. The only person I could consider my friend is Fernie.

Fernie was just like me, an anti-social and awkward being. I remember the day I met him. It was during 8th grade lunch. He came towards me and I walked towards him, it was pretty damn weird.

"Hey ah!" said Fernie.

"Umm hi," I said trying to sound excited like he was. Although I know that the "umm" part probably made me sound a little uninterested.

"I see you're alone, you don't have friends?" I said with the intention of humiliating him.

He then replied, "You don't either, what's your name?"

I thought to myself why does this moron want to know my name, I have to admit I didn't like him at first. I said nicely so I wouldn't appear rude, "my name is.."

"Ting! Tong! Ting Tong!" some bell started ringing as soon as I was going to tell him my name. I couldn't tell him because that bell provoked millions and millions of middle school morons to run towards us. Since me and Fernie were both pretty small, they just ran right on top of us. Yes, a stampede is what happened.

Next thing I remember is waking up in a bright room, cold too. The room had dinosaurs, not real dinasours but paper ones, on the walls. They appeared to be some sort of decoration.

"Where am I? Why is it so cold?" I asked myself.

"Why am I wet?"

"Darn!" I shouted.

I was laying down on a bed, it looked like a hospital bed. I was in the nurses office. I realized I wasn't in a bad situation because as soon as my mom got there she started yelling at me saying," are you dumb or what? You little weak girl!"

As you can see my relationship with my mom isn't the healthiest, she always calls me names. This really brings me down, I mean the being that's supposed to love me the most doesn't love me. Everyday I just wish that my life could change, that I could be appreciated for once.

Later that day Fernie came over. He just wanted to know if I was okay. I invited him over to my room. We started to chat,

" Oh, it looks like they mest up your face," he joked.

"Yeah they mest mine up but yours was already like that," I replied.

We laughed. Not hard or anything something between smiling, gigling and laughing.

"Why were you walking towards me?" I asked curiously.

He responded, "I felt bad for you, you seemed all alone, I usually never talk to anyone I am extremely shy but I just felt like we should talk. Maybe you could be my friend? Why did you walk towards me?"

"Same," I answered rapidly.

From that moment I can just remember everything we went through together, I finally had a best friend. Someone who I ment something to.

As that school year passed by, I don't remember one day that I wasn't picked on. Every day I was bullied. Like I said my physique isn't the strongest, so people got me as a piñata, shoving me around, pushing me, they even hit me with a bat!

At home everything was worse, my parents were always complaining, they always baffled about how they wanted a stronger and more "normal" son. All of this made me change. Every night left of that school year I worked hard to become better looking, and build an attractive body. It took me a while and a lot of effort. I ran, I walked, I jumped, I swam, I played, I did everything I needed in order to become a better person.

By the end of the year I was transformed, I no longer had those skinny and short legs, I grew and built tall sculpted muscle wrapped legs. I no longer had weak arms, I built wide, powerful arms. I no longer had a delicate abdomen. I created a hard muscular stomach. I no longer had crusty, dry, pale and yellow skin. I now have golden, moist, soft skin.

To tell you the truth, my parents played a big part in this transformation, not only did they always call me stuff and put me down, but they wanted a beautiful son so they bought me all the necessary equipment to work out. They also said that I looked ridiculous with glasses so they went ahead and bought me contacts. They also said that I looked horrible because of my braces so they went ahead and bought invisalign.

Now that I look back to the old me, small, weak, stupid, and ugly, I can see how they were right, I was an embarrassment. I like the new me a lot more. I had any girl I wanted, I did whatever I wanted because I had my parents aproval.

Now Fernie, I stopped talking to him. He was just like I was before. Am not talking to any ridiculously looking people like Fernie. I was cool now.