Waking up in Heaven
I went to bed every night thinking to myself where did I go wrong, I would wake up in the morning and nothing had changed the same things would happen to me. I didn’t know if what was happening was right or wrong, still waking up in morning thinking it would be a good day. Every time I was wrong but I still liked to think that one day I would be right. Then, one day I was right, but only it was different then what I expected it to be. I woke up and little beautiful people were surrounding me, healing bruises and scars. I asked them faintly where was I, thinking it was just a dream; they explained to me that I would never be put through the pain I put up with ever again. Then I realised I had woken up in heaven, a place where I would never have to worry about those things that I only thought where little when they were big, and not right. And so here is my story…
I limp slowly down the alley making my way to school, I hate mornings especially after a long painful night. I look up squinting and can see the ‘popular girls’ as people call them in the distance. They were walking to the shops before they went to school as they did every morning usually. I could see them getting closer and closer, I try my hardest to become invisible like I always am at school but it didn’t work. They pass me with those bitchy comments they usually tell losers like me,
“Good morning snob” Megan giggles with her English accent, she was originally from England, London but her Dad got a job in Australia, Sydney so her family moved to Australia.
Her three sidekick girlfriends were all laughing and pointing, Emma, Katie, and Sophie were their names. I just kept stumbling along ignoring them like I usually do in the mornings and at school.
“What are you to good to reply now” Megan turns around and stares, Katie, Sophie, and Emma all play along and copy her. Megan stands with her hands on her hips then lowers her glasses.
I ignored her and kept walking, I finally arrive at school and sit and wait for the school bell to go. I glance faintly over at the front office to see a very nervous looking girl standing with what I thought looked like her Mum and the principal. I close my eyes for a second then open them again to see the new girl and the principal,
“Good morning Mrs. Michele, would you be kind enough to show this new student the school and give her a friend.” The principal Mrs. Williams asked me
“Yes Mrs, hi I am Sidney, what’s your name?” I ask trying to sound interested she smiles and sits next to me.
“I am Eliza, it’s nice to meet you Sidney” Eliza smiles at me again, she seemed to smile a lot, the principal walks away with her usual cheery face. Eliza notices the cuts and bruises on my arms and her eyes widen.
“Oh my gosh, what happened” Eliza covers her mouth
“Oh, um I fell, nothing big; don’t worry about it, so where did you move from?” I changed the subject covering my injuries.
“I came from Darwin but I was born in New York” Eliza explained
“That explains the accent” I laugh “I would love to go to New York, what’s it like?” I say suddenly feeling happy for the first time in my life.
“Oh it’s wonderful, I defiantly intend to go back once I am eighteen, and maybe you could come with me.” Eliza smiles again
“You smile a lot,” I laugh “you must be like the happiest person I know” I explain admiring her love for life
“I just love being happy, I love life it takes a lot to bring me down.” She smiles again,
The bell finally goes off and we figure out that we are in the same classes. I was quite happy that I had finally gotten a friend; I had never had anyone to have as a friend so it was nice to have someone who I could feel I could depend on. It was first food break and Eliza and I sat together telling each other about one another.
“Who’s that?” Eliza asked pointing her eyes over to Megan and her ‘gang’
“Oh that’s the school bitch, no girls like her apart from her three sidekicks, Katie, Emma, and Sophie, apart from that all the boys like her.” I explain
“Whoa sounds like a piece of work, hard to compare to her though she is beautiful” Eliza says sighing like she had never had a boyfriend; I can’t blame her I hadn’t either.
“Not so much beautiful more fake, which the boys are interested in the ‘hot’ ones as they call it.” I explain taking a bite out a carrot staring at Megan perfectly fake figure.
“Oh well, who needs guys like that anyway I would prefer a guy to call me beautiful then hot, gosh boys are more immature nowadays then gentlemen’s.” Eliza explains rolling her eyes because of what boys are like now. I continue to nibble on my carrot and look around at boys staring at Megan putting out her ‘stuff’ around the boys.
“Hey Sidney, would you like to come over to my house this afternoon and help me arrange my room with me?” Eliza asks smiling once again
“Oh, I would love to, that would be great thank you, but would your parents mind?” I ask getting excited
“Yes, it was there idea” Eliza laughed.
I waited and waited for the day to finally come to an end; usually I never want to leave school. Finally the day came to an end and Eliza and I walked down to her house, she lived up in the rich area where the big expensive houses are. Which did not surprise me because she was originally from New York; she had nice clothing on too and nice school supplies. We started walking up the path to her three story house; it had a beautiful front garden and a little white picket fence around the front of the house. It was just like a house in a movie or in story books, it was perfect.
“Whoa, your house is amazing I really like it” I say standing at the front door waiting for her Mum or Dad to answer the door.
“I know right I love it, so much better than any other house I have ever been in” Eliza explains, knocking again
“How many houses have you been in?” I ask in shock, as I had only been in the same house I am living in now which I was brought up in.
“Oh, a few” she says looking at the door as it opens with her Mum standing there smiling, everyone in their family seemed to smile a lot.
“Hello sweet heart,” she said to Eliza and held out her hand for a handshake “Hi, my name is Judith, what’s your name sweetie?” She says smiling, I shake her hand.
“Hello Judith, my name is Sidney” Judith moves out of the door frame so we could enter the house.
“How was school darling, did you enjoy your first day of school?” Judith says walking to the kitchen
“Yeah it was great thanks Mum, I will talk to you later once Sidney goes home, bye Mum.” Eliza walks up stairs and I follow her.
“Okay sweetie, I have to unpack the kitchen anyway and it was nice meeting you Sidney enjoy girls.”
We go up the second lot of stairs, and walk into her huge bedroom and start unpacking boxes and arranging things.
“Thanks for helping me Sidney I really appreciate it” Eliza says putting her snow globes and little glass fairies and such on her windowsill.
“That’s okay, I would rather than be at home” I explain passing her the things for her windowsill.
“Yeah, I don’t mean to be rude do you mind if I ask why you hate being at home.” Eliza asks putting everything in a neat and tidy order; I think she has OCD because she cleaned her food before she ate it at school. And she placed her school books and pencils and pens in perfect order.
“Well, please don’t tell anyone, please” I say quietly getting a little teary “My parents, they…”
“It’s okay Sidney you can tell me I am here for you” Eliza comes to the floor and sits next to me putting her arm around me gently
“My parents beat me” I mumble under my breathe beginning to cry softly looking down
“Sidney I am so sorry, is there… Is there anything I can do?” Eliza asks me holding me a little tighter.
I couldn’t reply because I was crying too much, we sat there for a little while I finally calmed down. We talked for a while and I walked out the front of Eliza’s house with her.
“Are you sure that you don’t want my Mum to drop you home it’s no problem at all trust me.” Eliza asks helping me put my bag on and hugs me.
“No thanks, I would like to get home as slow as I can” I explain hugging her back
“Okay, well I will see you tomorrow bye” Eliza waves and closes the door behind her.
I begin to walk the long way home because I didn’t want to get there in a hurry, I walk past all of the nicely done up houses. I start walking through my street and up to my doorstep, I unlock my door and walk inside trying to avoid my parents and go straight to my room. I shut my door behind me and put my bag on the floor. I hear the door open behind me and I turn around slowly, I guess I didn’t avoid them enough. I turn around to see my Mum standing at my door with an angry look on her face,
“Hi Mum” I mumble under my breathe
“And where have you been?” She crosses her arms
“Oh, I was at a friend’s house, she just moved here from Darwin” I slightly smile,
“Did I say that you could go to a ‘friends’ house today? Did you even bother to ask me?” She says looking angrier and angrier.
“No, sorry I didn’t think you needed me” I say hoping she won’t hit me, she looks down loosening her arms then she gives me a powerful backhand across the face.
I drop to the ground and Mum leaves the room not caring, I begin to cry, not like it was such a surprise that it was coming. I shook it off and went to have a shower, while I was standing with the hot water dripping down my body I looked at all of the scars, cuts, and bruises all over my body. I got out of the shower and pat my body dry carefully; it hurt to put too much pressure onto my body. I skipped dinner and go straight to bed; I didn’t want to face my parents, especially not my Mum. I wake up in the middle of the night and look over at the clock, 11:27pm; I hear the footsteps of one of my parents coming closer to my bedroom door. The door opens and Dad appears in the door frame, he was holding a bottle of beer and he stumbles into my room. I sit up; Dad smashes the bottle across the head and starts to beat me. The pain was so excruciating I passed out, my alarm wakes me up at 7:30am I get up off of my floor and rub my head. Both my parents were off to work or where ever they go in the mornings, I couldn’t really care less. I get ready for school and look at my head from when my so called father smashed it with a beer bottle. It was bruised and open with a big gash, I use my fringe to cover it up before I went to school. I walk out to the kitchen to see alcohol bottles, cigarettes, and drugs. I didn’t bother to have a look for some food to take to school, I just left. Walking slowly again down the alley to my school, no surprise who I could see in the distance coming closer. Megan walks past with her ‘wannabes’ making gagging and vomiting noises as she walked past, I just ignored her as I usually do. I had too much on my mind to say anything to her, not like it would have made a difference. I continue to walk to school, but this time I make a stop. I stop at a little lake down by a park a few streets away from my street; I throw some water on my face to wash the tears out of my eyes. I just felt like laying in the lake all day until I slowly floated into a better place, I couldn’t figure out why my parents hated me so much. At first I thought it happened to all kids but then I suddenly realised once I started high school that it was only me. I didn’t know why they hurt me all the time for no reason; I don’t even think to bother to tell an adult at my school because I know they will get me. I am only 13 and this has been happening to me for as long as I can remember, sometimes I just wish I was dead so it would be over and done with because I know they don’t want me anymore, don’t want me alive anyway. I get up and continue to walk to my school, not much longer I arrive and see Eliza sitting in the spot we sat yesterday in the morning.
“Hey Sidney” she smiled at me scooting over so I could sit
“Hey” I reply fake smiling
“You look tired, are you alright?” Eliza asks me sketching in a notepad that she brought yesterday as well.
“Yeah I guess you could say that” I reply beginning to feel sad again, I couldn’t hold it in any longer and I start crying softly into my hands.
“Oh Sidney, I am sorry did I say something? What’s wrong?” Eliza panic kneeling on the ground in front of me.
“No it’s not you, it’s nothing really I promise” I wipe the tears out of my eyes and take a deep breathe
“Well most people I know don’t cry over nothing, come on you can tell me I won’t judge you I just want to help you.” Eliza slightly smiles and sits back next to me getting a tissue out of her bag and hands it to me.
I brushed my fringe out of the way of the cut and showed Eliza, her hands cover her mouth and she wets another tissue with her water bottle and pats it gently.
“Oh Sidney what happened?” Eliza slightly squeals looking like she was about to cry herself, I get teary again.
“I don’t really know,” I blow my nose before I continued “I woke up and my Dad came in and hit my across the head with a beer bottle.” I explained wiping my tears away with another tissue Eliza gave me.
“Sidney, have you told anyone else about any of this, because this is just wrong its child abuse” Eliza whispers patting my head softly.
“No, I don’t have anyone else but you, and if I tell a teacher my parents will come after me I just know it. I am just waiting” I explain crying softly at the pain which was hurting but also soothing at the same time.
“Waiting for what?” Eliza asks looking concerned
“For it finally to all end” I say with tears pouring out of my eyes
“I am sorry to say Sid but I don’t think things like this just end, how long has this been going on for?” Eliza asks handing me another tissue.
“Pretty sure since I was three, that’s as far as I can remember anyway…” I say blowing my nose again
“See, if they were going to stop I think they would have done it a long time ago, you have really got to tell something Sidney.” Eliza says putting her arm around me giving me another gentle hug.
“I wish I could Liza, I really do…” I say jumping at the bell that goes off not that long after we stop talking; Eliza comforts me all the way up to class.
I couldn’t ask for a better friend then Eliza, she was so nice to me, the nicest anyone has ever been to me before. Sometimes it doesn’t make any sense, how a girl like her would be so nice to a girl like me. We walk into class and seat ourselves at the back where nobody sits but me, and now Eliza which is by the bin for people to sharpen their pencils. There is a window next to the table Eliza and I sit, I always look out of it in English and daydream about a better happier life.
“Sidney?” Eliza says making me jump as I was looking out of the window again wishing
“Huh, yeah” I reply opening my English book up to the next available page.
“Are you alright?” She asks setting her things up in the exact same perfect order as she did the previous day before.
“Oh yeah just daydreaming that’s all” I say searching for a pencil in my bag
“Here” Eliza hands me a Yellow sparkly pen smiling as usual.
“Thanks” I grab hold of the pen and watch as Megan walks over to the bin from where we sit. She pretends to trip and messes up all of Eliza’s things on the desk.
“Whoops, sorry accident” Megan laughs with her friends with an evil looking grin on her face sharpening her pencil at the bin then returns to her seat.
Eliza looked horrified, not at the fact her things were all messy, at the fact that Megan was such a stuck up bitch to do such a thing. I help Eliza arrange her things with her staring Megan up and down in disgust.
“Thanks” Eliza says fixing it as well while I sat back down in my seat.
“Good morning class” Mrs. Greene says entering the classroom putting her things on her desk, “sorry I am late I lost track of time.” She explains getting out the worksheets for today.
“But Mrs, what about our education” Isaac one of the boys says laughing with his idiotic friends
“Ha ha very funny Isaac” the teacher said sarcastically handing out the sheets to everyone.
The class went slowly, so did the next one with the same routine, then first food break.
“Wow I never realised how much of a bitch Megan is excuse my language” Eliza says as we sit down in the same spot as yesterday watching her perfectness flaunt the area.
Eliza and I sat chatting for a while until we realised that Megan and her group were walking towards us. We look at each other in a sort of lets panic way,
“Well, well, well if it isn’t… Oh wait what were your names again? Sorry but you two aren’t very known around here.” Megan laughs with her skanky friends
“Oh wait yeah they are” Sophie says crossing her arms flashing Megan a look
“Oh yeah you two are the losers of this school aren’t you?” Megan puts her hands on her hips as if she wanted a fight, not a physical one just a bitchy girlie one. Eliza stands up glaring at Megan,
“Listen, we are just sitting here enjoying our lunch we don’t want any of your crap so just turn around and walk away.” Eliza explains as I stand up next to her giving her support and so I didn’t look like a wimp.
“What did you just say?” Megan says stepping closer and onto Eliza’s foot, Eliza pushes her back and Megan trips over her high heels.
Megan’s face looked horrified like no one had ever laid a hand on her or something. Her friends helped her up as she stumbled a little.
“You little bitch” Megan says getting in her face again but was still shocked about Eliza pushing her, a teacher rushes over.
“Girls break it up, come on Megan just leave” says a teacher who I didn’t recognise
“Yeah Megan just leave” I say as Megan stepped back from the teacher pushing her lightly away.
Megan glared at me then turns her attention to Eliza again, “this isn’t over” she says then walks away with the girls following her.
Everyone stared at Eliza and me for the rest of the day, like we were legends or something for standing up to Megan, even the boys were. But the bad thing was the day came to an end and I had to go home, I hug Eliza and we start walking the same way. Then we hug again breaking off to go our own separate ways until tomorrow.