Finding her way in the world

Bianca Lange, News and Features Editor


A girl sits quietly at her desk in a classroom filled with noisy peers. She brings herself to a calm place in her mind. She goes through her days feeling like she is a square in a world of circles. Even in a place with others that share the same interest as herself, she is an outcast. 

Trying to belong was never part of her plan and it never will be. Creating was. Ever since she was a child and she watched her father as he played “Final Fantasy 12” and “Kingdom of Hearts” on the good ol’ PS2, she imagined worlds filled with heroes with magic abilities and swords. She started to daydream about such things and people and often found herself doing this in class, which caused her trouble in learning wise.

 School was never really her thing. Teachers constantly being on her back for not keeping track with the reading or not knowing the answer just made her want to drift away into her own world more. The teachers misunderstood this about her and without providing her with the resources she needed, they kept her back a grade. While all the kids she knew got to learn and grow in their new grade, she was left behind.

Eventually with the help of kinder teachers, she progressed throughout her primary school years. She didn’t get through those years without struggle though. She found herself  prone to being a victim of bullying. Whether it was her weight or anything else stupid the bullies could come up with, she was tormented. 

She turned to her world of creating to help with this. Drawing was a stress reliever for her. But it often got on her nerves, constant eracing and redos as she looked for other options. Then there was writing. She was sucked into a world where her imagination was the boss, no one else. She was hooked fast, showing her artistic mind in ways nothing else could. She found what she was meant to do.

A girl sits quietly at her desk in a classroom filled with noisy peers, she brings herself to a calm place in her mind with the help of her notebook, pen, and her imagination driven by her daydreaming.