Ever since I was little I was bullied horrifically. I didn't know how to deal with it, I'd tell myself it will be over but it never was. My trouble didn't start at 8 it began way before that:
Dreams so sweet and light, seems like forever away to rest. Last time I remember glorious days and nights of sweet peace. Rebel of a child I was, until horrific scene I came across. My mother worked for a long period of time. I was always awaken at 6 am to the babysitters I went. Funny thing is I never got to sleep in. I was about 3 or 4 years old when my mother and father worked early shifts. My brother Rudy was in first grade and I was two years younger than him but if you count it right it was 15 months apart. Again another day passed by and new babysitters I had. This lady Lucia had 3 kids most of them years older than me, the youngest went to Seth Middle School. The school was not far away. What I had coming was nothing compared to peaches and cream. Remember nothing comes free without a price and I had a price to pay that I never asked for.
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Second Year Of Eight Grade: March
Mia's POV
"Mia tell me, why are you so sad?"
Silence grew among me and Ms. Webber. I had no words to say other than I'm not sad I'm fine. But was I fine? No I wasn't, I longed for something special and beautiful but nothing of it came to me. Words are bitter but powerful to play. As a 14 year old girl my life was just someone's dirty game. I deserve more than pity from strangers. At this point no one understood the pain inside. I couldn't say a word about my life, I decided to say something off topic, off key- out of touch.
"Nothing is wrong with me Ms. Webber. I'm just feeling misunderstood" I said hoping she would back off from the topic.
"Why is that? Tell me what's going on? How are you misunderstood?" she spoke with such kindness and affection but I knew this wasn't it. If I had mentioned to her my past life I would just set a bomb and will never get passed it. My parents will be questioned and my hopes of peace and freedom will be gone. I will have to be questioned and judged. I wasn't ready for all that.
"I feel like I'm never free. I never had a choice in my life "I talked to her about how hard it was to fail one grade and not be able to graduate on time, I also mentioned the anguish inside of me and how I was never good enough. She asked a few questions about my life at home, my friends, my hobbies, interest and specially my passions. I drew her out of the big question. Why was I sad?
The meeting with Ms. Webber got me out of Ms. Ramirez class. Nothing spoke to me more than food and lunch. Lauren questioned my disappearance in science class. I shrugged and responded with simplicity about the mediation meetings. She forgot about her question and decided to give me the 411 on her life. Lauren was always the funny one when it came to guys, this girl wasn't shy at all she had her own what people like to call SWAG. Total diva and with no regrets. Beatrice was the total opposite she was shy and conservative. A lot has changed in me at this time.
"Well it's almost our promotion Mia what are you going to wear?" Lauren asked.
"I don't know I want to go to Dots they have cute stuff their. How about you?" I definitely wanted to avoid this topic..
"I don't know, how about you Beatrice?" Lauren asked with excitement.
"What?" Beatrice said in a confused way.
As the three of us giggled I took a moment to realize how my life turned for the better. At least I thought it was.
Beatrice and I had a special bond we spoke little but we understood. Not even thinking about it I became so close to her. A friend she had before I met her treated her like an imbecile, well to my perspective it looked that way. I knew Beatrice deserved better. I didn't take her away but Dina thought otherwise. It was only time before I knew the truth. And then their was Vivi and Miley. Both of them were friends since forever, Miley was crazy and a mean bitch but I loved her and Vivi was wild and worth having. These four girls were my besties.
At Wendell Middle School I was like a shining star. I never had a lot of spotlight until I was registered in Wendell. Leading up to the event of my undying promotion, I had to prepare a speech for I was chosen to speak on behalf of the bilingual department. Rick and I were the ones with nervous limbs. He volunteered for the speech unlike me who was picked. I had haters not because I did something to them but because these kids were threaten by my appearance. Who was I? a girl from a different age, a nobody come into Wendell and prepare for a speech for a promotion that didn't belong to me. Yes, people hated me for it but I was a bit smarter and wiser. I deserved to promote too.
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I woke up feeling nervous thinking my life was ending. It really wasn't ending but I knew I was overreacting. I among five hundred others were promoting to high school. The new beginning was coming. I get up and put on a polka dot dress I got from Dots. It was black with white and it extended to my mid knee. It had a cross over piece of fabric and it didn't show to much cleavage which was approved by the school. All dresses had to be an appropriate length and fabric content. Not too little or they will sent anyone home.
I'm rehearsing my speech over and over but it seems really surreal to me. It was expected around five thousand people to show up for the ceremony. I look for my row of F's since we were arranged by last names. I found Beatrice a row a heads of mine. I was relieved to see a familiar face.
"Oh my Beatrice I love your dress!!" I said enthusiastically.
"Oh, thank you Mia I love yours. Where did you get it? She asked and before I could answer we were called to hushed for an announcement.
"Well graduates of 2010, congratulations you all made it.. Behave and make me proud." Our assistant principle said sincerely. I think she was about to cry at the end because her eyes got red.
As we are being seated down. I'm kind of nervous to look at the audience when I present my speech. I know for a really long time I have wanted to promote. I want to get done with high school and start my life but now that I am four years away from doing so scares me. I look every where and try to find all my friends. I find Miley, Lauren and Beatrice but I haven't seen Vivi. I just hope she makes it.
My speech was coming up, to my bloody luck I had to go first. I spoke Spanish pretty well and I wasn't going to mess this up. As they called my name I was heading up the stairs with Rick, knowing my friends and family were waiting for my voice to speak. I followed advice from the principle she given me a day earlier. She said, "Now Mia, I know this is scary for you speaking to five thousand people given more, but I want you to pick a light or a spot and stare right into it. Once you found it, focus on your spot and begin to speak. Don't lock your knees, bend them a little for support and you will make it to the end."
As I was speaking a few moments came to me where I was going to die of tears. I held it together, Rick and I were done within 30 minutes. both of us held hands like we did it, we made it. It feels incredible to understand the power of public speaking. The difference I had, I totally forgot about my meeting with Ms. Webber and I faced the truth, I was now something much more than a flunky. I was a person that I didn't recognized. I was Mia Franco.
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Freshman Year: August
Mia's POV
Months have passed since my glory day. I thought things will get better, starting high school was a dream that felt surreal but I thought it was. A whole new person and a fresh start. Growing apart from my old ways. From that girl that died in 2009. (Spiritually) I became a new person. I met up with some girls who I was acquainted with. I really didn't know them. I spent a week trying to get my schedule changed till finally I did. I was happy to know I will start a new schedule. I realized they had put me into teams. Gemstone Team! there I saw Vivi, Miley Beatrice, Lauren. In occasions I saw Aileen.
Aileen was an old friend from Seth Middle School before I failed. Only thing is she left in the 7th grade to Smart Magnetic Academy. It was a hard on me because during that time she was my best friend. Again I saw Aileen a couple of times.
Some-days I spent wondering if Aileen would of stayed at Seth Middle School, my life would be different. Only I didn't know the truth....
The truth is what killed me and what set me free.
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Hopeless Wanderer: Beauty In The Sky
Non-FictionBased on a true story, Mia is a girl who relives her life, re-telling her story as she tries to understand who she is inside. She is a conflicted person among her peers, she has no way to release her stress, she turns to pain-killers. Hopeless insid...