Faith ventures forward into a new school filled with bullies, corrupt teachers, a gang, and schemes waiting to be uncovered. Follow Faith on her amazing journey of hardship, struggles, and redemption.
The counselor led me into her office and we both got seated. I decided to tell her everything. "I feel as though... I'm singled out by my 6th period teacher, Mrs.Tono. She favors Tyler and all the other students, but I feel constantly attacked by her. Others get away with anything, but I am even harassed for doing nothing wrong," I sobbed, as I broke down.
I tried to hold in the tears, but telling all of my problems unleashed a cavalcade of emotions. I felt weak at that moment for crying. I tried to explain everything, but I couldn't talk as I cried and broke down, unable to get a word out.
"It's okay Faith, calm down, calm down," she said, reassuring me while patting my back and handing me a tissue.
After what seemed like forever, I recovered, and became able to explain everything that had been going on in her class. I honestly... felt comforted by having someone actually hear me out and listen to me for once about my problems. It was relieving.
Click! Click! A notification on the counselor's computer went off. "One moment Faith, this is... oh my." She mumbled quietly, while reading something. Astonished, she was at a loss for words, stuttering trying to say anything from the adrenaline pumping through her unhealthy heart.
She picked up the phone and within a few minutes Mrs. Tono arrives. Mrs. Tono stared daggers at me the moment she saw me. I looked away visibly frightened, not knowing what was going to happen next. I was in a conference with Mrs. Tono! She immediately got seated in a chair near from where I was. Her presence made me sweat bullets, as the counselor questioned both of us intensely.
"I have been informed by numerous accusations from Mrs. Tono regarding your supposed behavior in her class. Mrs. Tono says you have been stealing from her desk and went through her purse. I take that these statements are not true?"
I turned pale from the realization of everything that was happening. But couldn't find any suitable words in my head to properly defend myself in this argument.
"I-I didn't do it!" I declared.
"You did, Faith, I saw you going through my personal belongings," yelled Mrs. Tono, her face growing redder than a tomato by the second.
The office erupted into a shouting match between my word and hers. What was once a peaceful office quickly turned into one may describe as war. The noise attracted the attention of a few bystanders, staff, students, and parents.
"I have someone who can prove this. You know, Faith, people saw you doing it. In fact, let's call them over here." Mrs. Tono smirked like a smug son of a bitch, grinning from ear to ear.
I knew that this was all over. I felt butterflies in my stomach and felt sick to my core. Mrs. Tono made an announcement calling in Tyler and Charlie down to where we were at and had them give their personal statements. They both sided with her, especially Tyler.
"I saw Faith do it." Tyler said.
"Thief." Charlie chimed in.
"F- Faith?! Is this true? Have you been doing this," the counselor asked.
My mother was called, entering the office with visible frustration and annoyance. "What seems to be the proble-," my mother asked.
"Your child has been caught stealing. We're sending her home for the day," Mrs. Tono rudely interrupted.
"T- That's not true! Faith is always a good student. She is always honest and academically dedicated. Just look at her grades and statistics. She could never hurt a fly," my mother protested, proving useless to save me. But, it was a fruitless attempt to spare me from the wrath of an unjust punishment.
"Ma'am, I'm afraid I'm going to have to send your child home. There have been multiple eyewitnesses as to your child's wrongdoings," Mrs.Tono commanded.
After about another 20 minutes of arguing back and forth, it was useless and I was sent home for the day. Needless to say, their words over mine was enough to counter my protests of innocence.
Before we left the building of the school I went to the theater classroom door to see if I got the part. As was expected, all through high school, I never got the part.
The ride home was that of anger and silence, as the disappointment was as oppressive as the air of a jail cell.
I wished I had the phone, but like always, mom took it with her leaving me alone. There is a book I left in my library that looked so relevant to me. Written by ki_deactivated
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I sat in my bed contemplating my depression and life choices. I cried myself to sleep for what appeared to be endless nights.
At the break of dawn the next morning, mom enter through the door. "Faith? The school called and said you are suspended the rest of the week," she said.
I lay back down and didn't want anything but to die.
On Friday, Mom entered through the door again and said the update of the school.
"What is it?" I asked, unsure of how else they could ruin my life further.
"They're transferring you to DAEP" Mother said. "You start on Monday."
