Description of Perfection

Chapter one: These Things I Learn

      Most people would think life was simple for a girl like me. I mean, what is there to hate? I have a roof over my head, food on the table, two parents that I knew loved me, an awesome school and tons friends. You could say I had it all. But that wasn’t the case.

      Throughout my life I had the finest of things. Lots of toys on holidays, and I got to buy clothes from really nice stores. There were no complaints there.

      When I grew a little older, I had the newest electronics, the best clothes, and I went to the best school on Long Island. My room was nicely decorated with yellow walls, a blue carpet and a giant floral bed which I needed 2-step stairs to reach until I was 7.

      Middle school was amazing. I was friends with everyone. Well up until 7th grade. I was bullied by lots of people who had grown a hatred towards me. It wasn’t a bullying where I was physically hurt. But more like emotionally. And those girls I thought were my “friends” were really my enemies. I was never the same after that. That’s when I learned that sometimes the nicest of people are also the meanest.

      Moving into high school was a big transition for me. It was like I was built up and up, life disguised by fancy objects and romantic comedies in movies or on TV. Also those sappy teen movies that we all say we hate but secretly enjoy watching at night when we’re alone. But everything in high school was different. It had changed me. That was when I learned how cruel the world could really be.

      Soon after, my life went spiraling. Those walls that I have built for myself came crashing down. It wasn’t obvious to most people how much I really had changed. Then again, nobody could really look under my pillow to find the scissors, or look inside my diary filled with hate. That’s when I learned that the happiest of girls, could really be or were the saddest.

      Eventually by the end of 9th grade, I had moved out of this phase called depression. I met a boy. He was cute. The cutest of cute. He was that push that I needed to get back up and try again. That’s when I learned that the simplest of people could change your whole world.

      Then he dated my best friend. It was a rough period of time. I could feel him slipping away from me. Not only that, but I could feel my life slipping just as quickly. That’s when I learned that not everything in life would stay forever and that listening to sad music doesn’t actually help anything.

      The summer going into 10th grade was probably the worst. There was so much going on in my life that I wasn’t prepared for. Me and my friends got a lot closer though. It was me, Mandy, Veronica, Brooke, Livi and Ariel. We were inseparable at the worst of times, and the best of times.

      Mandy didn’t go to school with us. I guess that made my life a little bit easier. She was my best friend, yes, but she had this habit of making me feel much smaller than her. Which, I actually was considering she was 5’5 and I was 5’. 

      The rest of my friends went into sophomore year with me. It was really scary. The new classes and the new teachers. Stress was put on my GPA and I had to start thinking about college.

      I wasn’t sure where I wanted to go. But I knew it had to be a school in New York, or so says my parents. I also want to be a doctor. Helping people was what I knew I was meant to do and so shall be it. Even if everyone says I’m not smart enough. It wouldn’t stop me.

      So that’s where I am now. A lonely, depressed, 15 year old. I’m not really sure how I survived this crazy road called life. Although, it did make me grow stronger, even though I still cry myself to sleep a lot. It kinda became a habit of mine.

      But I refuse to cry in front of other people. It makes me seem like a weak person. And from my short stature, people thought I was weak, which I hated. Turns out I’m 10 times stronger than the average girl. That is, until I saw him.

      He was your typical man candy. Junior, tall, thin, brown hair with a hint of orange, some freckles that were shaped around his nose, and those brown eyes. Not to mention he was a total lacrosse bro. So amazing!