The Life Of 'Bello (Intersex/Camila)

Wrong?

(Jacob^)

I remember the day I started to question everything. It was when I entered the states, knowing enough English to understand, but I could hardly speak. I was around six or seven years old. I was playing in the sandbox near my big brother, Fransisco, who was having a conversation with some girl.

I had my toy truck, moving it across the sand and burying it a few times. I was in my own little world until the sun was no longer beating down on my covered head.

Confused, I look up and see a darker skinned boy with really curly hair and dark colored eyes.

"Hi, I like you car," he smiled. I nodded and stood up, "It's a tr-truck. My dad, uh t-told me." I held up my toy and he gently took it from me. "Can I play with it?" I nodded, wiping my messy nose on my shirt. He smiled and sat down with me.

"What's your name?"

"Carlos," I said simply. He started making engine noises, moving the truck around. "I'm Jacob. I'm seven. How old are you?" I held up my age, "Th-this many." He nodded, "Okay."

We played with my truck a little while longer before we got bored. "Wanna get on the swings?" We both stood, "Y-Yes, but c-can you, uh, push m-me? I c-can't, um, d-do it by mys-self," I said, sadly.

He pouted a little before his face lit up, "I can show you! C'mon!" He took off towards the swings, "H-Hey, uh, w-wait for me!" I said, running after him. He then hops on a swing and kicked his legs up, making mulch fly up. "Like this, Carlos! You step back, and make your legs go up when you go forward and down when you go back. See?"

I tilted my head to the side, watching him attentively. I nodded, "I-I think I, uh, g-got it." I followed his instructions, but because I was a little too short, I had trouble getting on the swing. "Grab up as high as you can and jump on it," Jacob said.

I tried again, failing at first when my sweaty, dirty hand slips. When I go a second time, I managed to get myself on it. I look over at Jacob, who was going really high. "I-I wanna, um, g-go that h-high!" He laughed, "Do what I told you and you will."

I started kicking my legs up, but I barely moved. I looked up at the boy again, and he was looking at my way. "Hold on, I'll help you," he said. He jumped off, landing on his feet. I thought that was the coolest thing at that age.

My eyes were wide as he walked over to me, "Th-that was s-so, um, cool!" He nodded with a smile, "My big cousin showed me how to do that. Once you get used to swinging by yourself, I'll teach you, okay?"