Along
For The Ride
Book
1:
By
Tabby
My life has had hardships, challenges, dreams, friends, family, and
love. This is the combined story of my double life. Some of the
details may be altered - such as names and secrets that are not mine
to tell. Names may also be spelled phonetically because many letters
in the non-human languages don’t exist in English. This is my true
biography from my point of view. My life as Super Girl Queen in a
human life and the struggles of being bipolar. I have been dreading
writing this for a long time. This is because my life is full of
secrets: secrets of friends, family, and my own.
Now,
finally, I feel that I can put my life story on paper. So, here it
is.
I was born in the bedroom of my Mom, Sameeah, on September 2, 1996,
around noon. Years later, my Mom explained to me her dream of
becoming the mother of a Super Girl Queen. She had made a deal with
her girl friend that the first single baby she had would be a
candidate in the election of the Super Girl Queen. I was born barely
in time because in order to be a candidate, I needed to be two years
old by September 3, 1998. Several days after my birth, I began taking
medication to alter the rate and sequence of my development. I not
only had to learn basic magic but also train for battle at the same
time. Picture being in an accident and having to re-learn how to walk
and talk, then in just a few weeks having to run a marathon and
finish in the top 10. I also had to learn hundreds of languages and
give speeches in all of them on live TV. Mom pushed me hard. Then to
throw another curve ball into the mix, she told me that I was to get
a human home on my six month birthday. I spent my days regressing
into a baby, and my nights training hard, giving speeches, and
studying. As for my super girl physical development, by six months I
was standing, flying, and almost walking. People loved me - a great
reward for hard work.
Shortly before I turned two years old, there were just two of us left
in the election. The other candidate was more than 600 years old. She
had been a battle girl for years. We went to get our minds tested to
see if we were secretly for the devil. The other candidate had
always seemed full of
herself and over-confident, but at that moment she was shaking and
sweating. I remember being sympathetic. I told her I believed in
her - an act I will always regret. I, having fewer votes in the
primaries, went first. In front of cameras and news crews, I took my
seat. Lights flashed green as the printer printed out a full clean
record.
Then
the other candidate got onto the chair. Red lights flashed. Sirens
blew. The printer printed out lots of paper sheets with all of her
plans to destroy the earth and the super girl culture. Guards
quickly came and locked her up. Later that day, Aseeka (the presiding
queen) and I decided that the other candidate should never be in
power. We ordered that she have a species change to human. Because
of her age, she became an 85 year old human. She died shortly after.
She is the gods' problem now. My guess is that her forever is way
shortened, if not gone. Siding with the super boys to the point of
purposefully doing their dirty work and treason is not a simple
crime.
After
that, support for me rocketed. I became SGQ, the youngest in billions
of years.
Meanwhile, I was told to be a troublesome baby in my human life. This
was easy because I was so tired after a hard night of training. I
quickly learned that if I refused to sleep, I wouldn't have to leave
to train. But Sameeah, my Mom, pushed me to keep going. My human
parents, Alison and David, took me to lots of children's activities,
and I also spent time with my grandparents, Nana and Pop. I loved to
watch Sesame Street. I think it was a distraction. I wanted to be
moving constantly in order to keep myself from going crazy with pains
from fast training. On my second birthday, Aseeka had a party for me.
Nothing big, just Aseeka, Jenna (her BFF), Mom (Sameeah) and me. We
had cake and watched movies. The next day I was crowned queen.
For
the coronation, Aseeka dressed me in a traditional silver and gold
royal ball gown. I stepped out in front of the crowd and cameras.
Aseeka stepped down by taking the oath of exiting officer. For the
brief moment
between her stepping down and my stepping up, the crowd was dead
silent. After I had taken the oath and was finally queen, Mom gave me
a big hug. I could feel the pride in her. Later, I asked Aseeka about
the silence at the ceremony. She explained that about 1,000 years
ago, after a presiding queen took the oath to step down, the new
queen would not accept the queenship. “What happened?” I asked.
“She was young,” Aseeka responded. “Not as young as you are,
but less than 100.” I never got more information on the topic.
I
was followed by news crews and cameras for the entire night. As the
sun was rising, I sat with Sameeah, my Mom, alone. The party was
over. My Mom told me that years earlier she had gone to a future
teller. The future teller had predicted that I wouldn’t want to go
into medicine like the rest of my family, and that I would probably
end up as a maid in someone's house. Then Mom told me that she was
sorry for putting me through such hard training and lack of baby
sleep. I laughed and said, “This beats cleaning!” The smile on
her face, I will never forget. It was full of love and hope. We
hugged and I left for my human home.
A
few days later, I had my first set of super girl kids. Six. The first
few, I put into human homes. The rest, I let stay in the royal
daycare. But my first born super girl became my human sister, known
in human circles as Mackenzie.
I spent many hours with my human family and first daughter. When I
wasn't with them, but still on earth, I was at my preschool: Raintree
Montessori, I loved it there. We learned to count, sort, and write
in cursive. They taught us to write this way because young kids learn
to draw in loops first, before lines and blocks. We did lessons such
as displacement of water, shell sorting, and counting. We sang songs
about skip counting, science, geography, and patriotic songs, as well
as little kid songs. By age four, I counted to 1,000 for the first
time. I stopped because I got bored.
As a
group we counted to 100 many times.
On
my last day of preschool I can remember riding to school. I was so
upset. I can remember my Mom, Alison, saying that my teacher might
let me stay for a week until kindergarten starts. My response came
quick and
through tears: "No! I want Nana to take me to the pool!"
Nana took me to the pool every Wednesday. I never had a real vacation
except for holidays. My human parents always had me in summer school.
At that point, I didn't know that other kids my age had school off in
the summer. So, I said my goodbyes to Raintree.
Through all this, since Mackie had become part of our life, Nana had
been taking care of her and picking me up after school. This
continued for most of my school years.
On my third birthday, lots of life changing stuff happened. The first
was that we moved into a new home. I can remember sleeping on the
floor in what would become Mackie's room. That night - the night of
my third birthday - I had a super girl party. I invited any super
girl who wanted to come. I stood on a balcony and watched the crowd.
Aseeka had told me to be proper. Then I saw her - Cletzo. I flew in
a rush off the balcony. I knew I had to meet her. It was love at
first sight. Cletzo was a dream come true. So much for proper.
Cletzo came over with her daughter, Harper. The next year would be
the best and yet most stressful of my life. By day, I had to regress
to a preschool age. By night, there were super girl parties,
speeches, family time, battle training, olympic swinging and, of
course, love. When I wasn't in the Royal Yards, cameras followed me
everywhere. I made new friends: Victoria, Diamond, Crystal, and Morel
were my nightclub buddies. Jessica and Windy were originally my
assistants but soon were extremely close BFFs. Aseeka was my mentor -
she taught me all there was to know. She took over leading battles
until I felt ready to take over. Her best friend, Jenna, became like
an older sister to me, as well as a close friend. Both Aseeka and
Jenna taught me to dance.
After six months of dating, Clezto and I were married. Only close
friends and family were invited to the ceremony, but the public was
welcomed at the reception.
I was pleased when I learned that Jessica was moving in as a human
next door to Nana's house. We staged a set-up meeting. It was
October. Nana and I were on her back porch carving pumpkins. Jessica
came along the back fence. I had to work hard not to show that we
knew each other. Nana invited her in to help us carve the pumpkins.
After that, we became friends as humans. She came over to Nana's
house a lot.
The next few months I spent madly in love with Cletzo. We performed
many shows. Our shows consisted of Cletzo singing while Harper and I
danced. We also gave speeches. My speeches were mostly about how
apologetic the Royal Party and I were for my competitors' hopes. The
rest of my time was spent with family and friends. Victoria, Diamond,
Crystal, Jessica and Windy became like my family. During the day I
continued to go to school at Raintree until I turned five and was old
enough for kindergarten. Because of my birth date (September 2nd)
the school district required me to spend a third year in preschool.
This meant that I turned six in my first year of elementary school.
My class was morning kindergarten at Hillcrest School with Mr.
Lominska.
But before I even finished preschool, my romance was torn apart when
Cletzo was invited to assist with some events on another planet. This
planet was more than 100 light years away. Our communication was
limited. Our relationship was stressed. However, our love stayed
strong.
I enjoyed going to school at Hillcrest. In kindergarten we sang songs
and did letter pages. In first grade I did activities like rainbow
spelling and more letter pages. I got excited when I learned that
Harper was in my class. We became friends as humans just like Jessica
and I did. However, Harper and I became best friends. To cope with
Cletzo being gone, I became obsessed with Harper. She lived across
the street from Nana's house and came over for a play day every
Wednesday after school. We did this in the summertime, too. Nana
took us swimming at the Freestate pool.
By second grade Harper had found a new friend. Somehow this new girl,
Chloe, took all of Harper's time. I began to feel as if she didn’t
want to be human friends. At night in Super Girl we still spent
almost all our time together.
At the end of the school year Harper apologized and told me how much
Chloe was obsessed with her, and how Chloe would cry if she said no
to anything. I told her it was OK and that I understood. I knew she
knew what I meant. Basically, I could comprehend what Chloe was
going through (her parents had divorced as Harper's had), however,
understanding didn’t make me feel better, and I wasn't OK with
Harper not telling me, before.
By this time, I had been to see several doctors to address mental
health concerns. I was told I had a form of ADD/ADHD. When in
kindergarden, I took buspar every 2 hours.
As I got older, I began to add some meds and stop others - trading
them in and out.
I came up with ways to manage mood and meds. A graphing chart was
created, ranging from -5 to +5. A -5 was as sad as suicidal, and a +5
was so manic that jumping off the roof seemed OK because I thought I
could fly.
This description was given by my human mother. At this point she
didn’t know I could fly. I have been lucky that I have never gone
to these extremes. I have rarely ever been as low as a -4.
This system was a coordinate grid with the the time of day along the
bottom and the mood scale along the left side. Over the course of the
day, I would put a dot where I was on the graph. At the end of the
day I would connect the dots.
On the back of the chart was a table for the people who gave me my
meds to sign and note the time. Over the years, I have been glad to
be able to get my own meds.
When I got to third grade, I was in Ms. Green’s class. We had a
money system called Becker bucks, named after our principal at
Hillcrest.
Students made crafts to sell for Becker bucks. We also earned Becker
bucks by doing our work and paying attention.
The Market Days were fun, but would have been better if I hadn't been
so bullied. In the halls, my classmates would run as far away from me
as they could, yelling “eeewww!” I thought that happened to all
the kids so it seemed OK. But one day I mentioned it to my human Mom
and was very surprised at her reaction. She called my principal and
told her that she expected the bullying to stop.
To make things worse, Harper was in a different homeroom class.
Luckily, we all went to different teachers for different subjects.
Initially, Harper and I were in the same advanced science class. I
remember one day being told that I was to be moved from that science
class to the regular science class. To me this was insulting. I knew
that I could do all the work the other kids in the advanced class
could do.
One nice thing was a girl named Cleo. Aside from Harper, she was the
only one of my human peers who was nice to me. I felt so grateful to
her that I enrolled her in a species change program. This program
consisted of many medical treatments to change her from a human to a
super girl.
By fourth grade I finally got to hear from Cletzo. To hear from her
was a dream come true. It is hard to imagine how painful it is not
to be in contact with the one you love. But she still wasn’t coming
home. And life went on. Harper and I, as well as Jessica, Windy, Mom,
Aseeka, and Jenna celebrated with me. The rest of my one time super
girl friends had stopped hanging out with me. When Cletzo left, I
stopped clubbing and partying, so we former super girl friends didn’t
connect as well. In super girl school I learned as many languages as
possible, learned the power of colors, and yoga. I also took dance
classes and music lessons. I was trying to keep as busy as possible
in order to keep my thoughts away from Cletzo.
On earth, school got a little better. I wasn't harassed and called
gross. However, no one would talk to me or let me join in. When I
asked a peer a question, she would look at me as if I were an
annoying bug, buzzing in her ear. After a few minutes of staring, she
would answer. I felt like a peasant trying to ask nobility to work
with them in a group. Trying to contribute in a group, I was given
a look that said, “You don’t get to talk! Who the hell do you
think you are?!?!?” I would like to say that this changed quickly
after that year, but my social skills and confidence were nearly
gone.
Fifth grade was a better year. Harper was in my class. At this
point, we were still having playday Wednesdays. However, Harper was
showing less and less interest in me as a human. At night we took
super girl classes and studied hard. In the daytime, I began to get
frustrated by Harper’s yearly change of friends.
I also became anxious that Harper was keeping something from me. I
was so afraid that she didn’t want to be human friends. One thing
I’m not proud of is that on one of the few days Harper was home
sick, I asked one of her other friends what Harper thought of me. The
friend's answer was one of disgust. She said Harper was sickened by
my paranoid ways.
I think by this point it was clear that I wasn’t mentally stable.
Crying had become common over the past few years. I had a problem
with body language as well as with knowing how to be social. My
social life problems were only beginning.
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