Downward spiral
Character Information
Georgia: 16, has long brown hair and blue eyes, loves animals and going on fun spontaneous adventures.
Maddie: 17, has short red hair and blue eyes, loves to be around the ones she loves most.
Heather: 17, blonde haired and blue eyed, loves to be outside.
Cassidy: 15, long red hair and green eyes, loves to be with friends and family.
*Trigger Warning!*
Includes self harm, sexual content, mentions of suicidal thoughts, bullying, homophobia, and sexual harassment.
I realized I liked girls at age 13, after watching a movie with Zendaya in it. Liking girls took me a while to accept, and I still struggle with it. Nobody knows.
“Georgia, come on! We are late to school!” I heard my mom scream.
“Shit!” I yelled as I grabbed my bag and sprinted downstairs.
“Georgia, can I ask you something?” My mother asked as we both climbed into the car.
“Sure.” I responded.
“While you were at Cassidy’s the other day, I headed into your room to grab something and noticed a rainbow flag. Are you one of them?” My mother asked.
“What do you mean one of them?” I snapped.
“Watch the attitude! Are you gay?” My mother asked rudely,
“Yes.. and I am proud. Nothing you say or do will convince me to change the way I am. You shouldn’t treat me any different, I am still your daughter.” I replied nervously.
“You are no daughter of mine! As soon as you get home from school, I want you to pack your stuff up and leave!” My mom yelled.
“I have nowhere to go,” I said with tears in my eyes.
“I don’t care.” My mom said madly.
“Mom, please think about what you are doing. Me liking girls shouldn’t change anything.” I cried.
“It isn’t natural.” My mom stated.
“I thought you loved me.” I sobbed.
“I would never love someone like you.” My mom snapped.
“Wow, thanks.” I sobbed.
“You’re welcome.” My mom laughed. The rest of the ride to school was silent, and I sat there holding back tears. The second I left the car, I burst into tears.
“Georgia, are you okay?” I heard Cassidy pipe up from behind me.
“L-Leave me a-alone.” I cried.
“No, stop pretending to be strong. I can tell you need to talk to someone, so let’s go find somewhere private and talk through this.” Cassidy said firmly. Cassidy and I stood there and waited until everybody headed inside. Once everyone was inside, Cassidy pulled me towards a nearby bench.
I sat down and stared at my shoes, I hated having others see my cry.
“What happened?” Cassidy asked.
“I came out to my mom and she kicked me out of the house.” I sobbed.
“Oh, Georgia, I’m so sorry. You can stay with me.” Cassidy assured me.
“Thanks, but I’m not gonna intrude on you and your family” I sniffled.
“Georgia, I’m not taking no for an answer.” Cassidy snapped.
“Fine.” I muttered.
“Girls! Why aren’t you in class!” A voice shouted from a distance.
“Sorry, Mrs. Williams!” Cassidy shouted.
“Sorry isn’t going to work. I want both of you to join me in my office now!” Mrs. Williams yelled. I quickly tried to wipe my tears as we headed inside. Cassidy, who noticed what I was doing, squeezed my hand for comfort.
“Why weren’t you two in class?” Mrs. Williams questioned.
“That’s none of your business.” Cassidy said madly.
“Mind the attitude, Miss Thomas!” Mrs. Williams said angrily.
“Since you two obviously don’t want to answer my question, I will be contacting both of your parents and giving both of you a week of after school detention.” Mrs. Williams explained. I sat there in fear while Mrs. Williams grabbed her phone. Without thinking, I grabbed the phone from Mrs. Williams’ hand.
“Miss Summers! What do you think you’re doing?” Mrs.Williams yelled.
“Georgia, knock it off!” Cassidy yelled as she ripped the phone out of my hand and handed it back to Mrs. Williams. Tears began to fall down my cheeks as Mrs. Williams stood there on the phone.
“Miss Thomas, your mother is on her way, Miss Summers, why is your mother telling me she no longer has a daughter?” Mrs. Williams asked worriedly.
“She disowned me after I came out to her.” I explained as I burst into tears.
“Oh my God. I’m so sorry sweetie. Do you need somewhere to stay?” Mrs. Williams asked.
“I’m going to stay with Cassidy.” I responded.
“Okay, honey. You can go back to class now. Miss Thomas I want you to stay.” Mrs. Williams said firmly. I quickly headed to the choir.
After the longest day of school I had ever experienced, I headed outside and fearfully climbed into my mother’s car. Once I arrived home, I quickly packed up everything I could fit into my three backpacks and then ran outside. Once I got outside, I saw my mom standing there with my pride flag in her hand. I quickly ripped it out of her hand and shoved it into one of my bags and then ran off. I knew that if I wouldn’t have grabbed it, she would have done something bad to it.
It took me two hours to get to Cassidy’s house, and once I arrived, I sat outside and cried. I grabbed a piece of glass that was laying next to me and began to slice my wrist.
“GEORGIA, STOP!” I heard Cassidy scream. Five seconds later, I was being dragged upstairs. The second we got in Cassidy’s bedroom, I fell to the floor sobbing.
“Georgia, I get that you are going through a lot right now, but hurting yourself isn’t going to do anything.” Cassidy lectured.
“Sorry.” I said quietly.
“It’s okay.” Cassidy assured me as she put some Band-Aids on my cut.
“Should we head downstairs and get some food?” Cassidy offered. I wiped my tears and followed Cassidy downstairs.
“Georgia, I heard about what happened and we have contacted the cops. They are coming to pick you up and take you to a foster home. I’m sorry, I just don’t think I’ll be able to take care of you.” Cassidy’s mother sadly said.
“Did you know about this?” I madly asked Cassidy.
“Y-ye-yes” Cassidy said nervously.
“Wow! Just when I thought my day couldn’t get any worse, my best friend’s family kicked me out too!” I yelled as I broke down crying.
“Georgia, it’s not like that!” Cassidy yelled.
“Whatever!” I yelled as I sprinted upstairs, grabbed my stuff and then ran outside crying.
“Georgia, wait!” Cassidy cried as she ran outside after me.
“Leave me the hell alone!” I sobbed. Before Cassidy was able to respond, I watched as a cop car pulled into the driveway.
“Please don’t take me!” I sobbed.
“Georgia, we want to help you. We are going to make sure you get the family you deserve.” The officer assured me.
“I don’t want a new family, I just want my old family back.” I sobbed.
“I know it’s hard, and we won’t rest until you have a family that will love and support you.” The officer soothed.
“Where is the foster home?” I asked.
“It’s twenty minutes away from here.” The officer explained.
“I really don’t want to go, I don’t want to be part of a new family.” I said fearfully.
“Please don’t be scared. Just come with us so we can help you.” The officer pleaded.
“I’m not going! Cassidy don’t let them take me!” I sobbed.
“Georgia, it’s okay, let them help you please.” Cassidy said.
“Don’t touch me!” I yelled through tears as the officer gently grabbed my wrist.
“It’s okay, I’m not going to hurt you.” The officer comforted. I sighed, grabbed my bags and followed the officer to his car, “You can put your bags in the trunk.” I nodded and put my bags in his trunk and then climbed into the car, “Georgia, before we head to the foster home, I’m gonna take you to the human services agency so you can talk to a social worker.” The officer explained.
