—The Lost Girl
Fiction. Based on a True Feeling.
This journal entry is inspired by true events. Some of the characters, names, businesses, incidents, and certain locations and events have been fictionalized for dramatic purposes. Any similarity to the name, character or history of any person is entirely coincidental and unintentional.
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Mom dropped Mia off at school
It was his first day. Mia was scared, he felt different, he felt like he didn’t belong.
He longed for her protection, for her embrace,
For her to tell him that everything is ok and that she will be back for him.
Terrified of being alone, the terror of the unfamiliarity.
Begging for her to stay, he cried.
She couldn’t understand. He cried even harder.
He was terrified of being left alone.
But he was not alone! Just look at all those kids in the room!
Cindy was that other kid.
She was also crying. Mia didn’t know what she was crying about
Mrs. Chapman, the teacher, appeared upset that Cindy was crying.
In a rage, she threw Cindy’s desk outside the classroom.
Cindy cried even harder
Mia didn’t know what Cindy was crying about.
He didn’t understand why Mrs. Chapman threw out her desk with a fit of rage.
He was in terror.
Mia was not alone. Bobby was that other kid.
Bobby tried to make friends with Mia, but he was different.
He couldn’t understand the difference
He was scared of the difference, the unfamiliarity
And so he cried, but his Mom didn’t understand.
The crying was too much for her to handle,
She didn’t know what to do.
She was afraid, she left
So he made up a story to comfort himself.
A story based on the lies of fear
The fear of differences, the fear of not belonging
The terror of being left alone.
He sentenced himself to a life of fear,
To a life of feeling misunderstood
A life of running away from what he felt
A life of running away from being him.
A life of abandoning himself.
Silly Mia, Innocent Mia.
Remembering his innocence, he is now beginning to see the light
Revealing the light, he is now beginning to feel the warmth
Feeling the warmth of self-love, he is now embraced with the grace of trust
Embraced with the grace of trust, he is set free from this cage of fear.