Made It Through (FINAL DRAFT)

I never thought another male could make me feel loved without subjecting me to the abuse that I was used to. I was a sophomore and it was my first year in Penn Wood High School. I remember being very excited as to how different and better high school would be, compared to junior high. I wore my best, new set that I had just bought. I had on a pink shirt, tight jeans, and I showed off my new hairstyle. My class just got assigned new seats in 6th period, Algebra II class. I sat right in front of the boy that changed my life forever. His name was Vanair. I remember he wore a burgundy Aeropostale hoodie with Tims. His clothing style made me like him even more. At the time, I was only 15 years old and he just turned 17. I noticed him the moment I walked towards my new seat. He was tall, his skin color slightly lighter than mine, and he was always smiling. I sat right beside the window so I remember the weather being very warm. I love warm weather so I knew that something good would happen to me that day.

We sat very close to each other so it took only a few days for us to make conversation. "What's ya name?" He asked my shyly. "Nageena." I replied, trying to hide my interest. "That's different but I like it." He smiled and I instantly fell for it like a mouse on a cheesetrap. The next time we talked, he asked a little more about my life and I told him, without hesitation. For some reason, I felt like I could tell him anything. I could trust him. He seemed entirely different from other boys. He was like a diamond in the ruff that I had discovered without searching for. Imagine meeting a person that seems so different than everyone in the world, but in a good way. So a few months passed by as we learned more and more about each other. The whole school year went by before I took him seriously about being my boyfriend. Before I got to know him, I thought he was like every other boy and he just wanted to get the "fresh meat." But I realized he was a great person. I'm glad that I finally did.

The amazing part of all of this is how Vanair and I struggled to be together. People tried to break us up over all sorts of things ranging from jealousy all the way to physical abuse. The most drastic thing is how Vanair stuck with me through my physical, mental, and emotional abusive relationship with a male in my family. Being only 15 years old, I had to endure this and he chose to help me get through it instead of moving onto another girl. Not once did he leave my side. We've been through everything together and the drama only increased our feelings for one another. His family is my family too. They also helped me get out of my abusive relationship. But being my boyfriend, Vanair endured the most pain. There was a time when him and I were separated for almost a year because of the drama with other people, but we made it through. I would always call Vanair crying about the abuse that I was going through. By the time we would hang up, I always felt better. He would always let me know that the abuse would not last forever and that I would find my happiness some day. Also, he felt terrible that he couldn't take me away from the pain I wa going through within my family. Could you imagine falling in love with someone special then getting separated because of jealousy?


We've lost friends, family, and shed tears to be and stay together. I never thought that a male could make me feel so loved without subjecting me to the abuse that I was used to. So this relationship is definitely not ordinary, but stronger than most. 15 years old is when I met the man who changed my life forever. Every now and then, Vanair and I look back in our past and feel relieved that we conquered our battles -together-. Now, 3 years later, our story has a happy ending to the drama and a beginning to spending the rest of our life together.