"Oh Mrs. Potato please tell me. Is it true that pain is beauty, will a new face come with warranty, will a pretty face make it better, oh Mr. potato please tell me, how do you afford this surgery, will you swear you'll stay forever, ev-ev-even when our face don't stay together."
Helga sang her favorite song Mrs. Potato head by Melanie Martinez, as she clutched the Mrs. potato head in her arms. She sobbed as she looked at her reflection in the pond.
The girls and guys just come from teasing her and shoving her around. They called her ugly and sang Helga has a face like a flower- a cauliflower.
They grabbed her Mrs. potato from her hands and ripped out the different parts of the faces and threw them to the ground.
When shed gotten on her hands and knees to retrieve the parts to Mrs. potato head. Jillian had kicked her in the side and told her she was in fifth grade and too old to be carrying around a potato doll.
Helga had cried out and Jillian's best friend had knelt down and grabbed Helga's hair and leered. "I would love to kick you in the teeth, but why should I improve your looks?"
"What a shame that dog didn't finish you off when he damaged your face. That would have been a huge favor on his part."
The teacher on the other side of the playground then announced that the bell had rang and it was time to go home.
They all left laughing at her. Jillian got her backpack and shouted.
"Tell your whorish mother that my mother said to keep her hands of her husband. We all know you and your mother cant survive without getting her hands on other peoples husband wallets."
She walked out of the playground giggling with her friends.
"Oh Helga! I have something for you." She paused by the wooden brown fence and ran back towards Helga.
She pulled something out of her backpack. In her hands were two cans of Pork N Beans. She held them directly under Helga's nose.
"My mother was going through boxes of canned goods that people gave to us to donate to the new food kitchen and she saw that these were out of date."
"Well she was going to throw them away, but then realize why not give it to the Gunnings. I mean out of date food for you guys is like food from Seniti's."
"Oh wait, that's too fancy for you, isn't it? She grinned and looked thoughtfully at the sky. How about. Ooooh yeah, like food from Walmart or Hy-Vee." She mused.
"Well, hopefully you don't go hungry tonight."
She dropped the cans purposely on the Mrs. potato head.
"Oops! Man, am I clumsy today. Well see ya." She snorted as she skipped towards her group of friends, who were in a circle, hunched over someone's iPhone.
Helga sat on the dense ground and crissed-crossed her legs. She gathered the parts of Mrs. Potato in her lap and started to put them where they went in the potato head.
She got done and decided to go to the pond to visit the wild geese. She knew her mother would be working at the casino till eleven. Like every day.
The pond was in the woods and wasn't a part of the school property. The principal and teachers had told them that no one own it, but that didn't mean they could venture into it. Helga didn't care and she has never gotten caught, so she continued to go. It was the only place she felt safe and no one could bother.
Helga brought a finger to her face and traced the ugly scar that spread from her earlobe to the middle of her nose. She leaned forward a bit and tilted her head to see the scars better. It went as far as the right side of her forehead and down to the left side of her jawline.
She remembered that day so well. She just came from the park and was skipping home. She turned to the right on the sidewalk and halted at the sight of a huge Great Dane coming towards her. Shed always been afraid of dogs, especially big ones.
Helga went still and decided to not run, so it wouldn't chase her. She reached out her trembling hands and tried to coaxed the dog to play nice. The dog came closer and started to growl deeply. Helga withdrew her hands and contemplated what to do next. Obviously, the animal didn't like her. Should she run? Before she could let her thoughts wander farther. The dog leaped and dug its teeth into her shoulders.
She was knocked to the ground instantly. Being a second grader and not having much strength over the ferocious animal, she started to scream for help. About two minutes later a man walking a pug heard her cries and came to her rescue. He took a huge branch and started whacking the dog with it. Helga fainted with blood pouring down her face and body.
She woke up in a fancy hospital and her body was covered in stitches.
The doctor told her mom that she would heal, but have deep scars.
About a week after that she had mentioned the idea of plastic surgery to her mother and her mother laughed and told her that little girls didn't have plastic surgery and they didn't have that kind of money lying around.
Two months later they moved to Afton, Oklahoma. Shed always been bullied since starting kindergarten, but in Afton it was worse.
She stopped telling her mom and the school. Her mother told her to grow up and fight back and the school said she was making it up and that they would have noticed it.
Helga had vowed that someday when she got rich she would get plastic surgery.
No one deserved to live with the realization that they would always be ugly and never have an ounce of beauty in them. She glanced at Mrs. potato head and smile.
How can a potato look so beautiful? Yes, she too would look just as beautiful as Mrs. potato someday. Someday she would not have to be reminded of her ugliness. People will marvel at her beauty and seek her attention.
Helga would become exotic.
