GIVENS, Hailea J.

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full name Hailea Jade Givens date of birth idk 23 home town New Orleans, Louisiana current city Chicago, Illinois education Tulane University occupation Translator ________________________________________ Theresa Givens. She's the real fucking Mother Theresa and will never let you forget it. When I was little she gave me everything. I'd ask and in that obnoxious French Canadian accent she'd tell me "Anything, my sweet Hailea." Its was hard being well off in New Orleans. This is a poor little rich girl/riches to rags story and if you don't like that I wouldn't suggest reading on. I was put in pageants since it was legal and learned exactly how to look they way people wanted me to. Not to mention being raised bilingual, which is a time of constant correction. I was constantly hungry for attention but had to follow strict monthly diets of raw food. She had good intentions with it all even though it was overwhelming. Believe me, I'm grateful. I was even comfortable with it at the time. Then we were literally and figuratively flooded. We were lucky, we left. Lucky. People ask me about it and I never know how to feel. Guilty? Relieved that we were okay? Still grieving? Prideful of how the city rebuilt? I'm none, and certainly not the one to ask. Because it has never felt real to me and it never will. My mother is different. She threw all our money into charity work and has ten of her own nonprofits at this point. At first I was proud, that's like sew inspiring right?! Then it got extreme. We were almost broke and rejecting every sense of vanity. She resented the fact that I still loved pageants and cheerleading. No more gift giving holidays unless they were for the less fortunate. I was growing up like everyone else, but she saw me as this spoiled brat. We had nothing to talk about anymore, so we just didn't. I spent any time I could out of the house to avoid her. Call me crazy, you'd probably be right, but I think she's a grade A hypocrite. ________________________________________ Shallow as a kiddie pool, this is still my favorite moment. Its silly more than anything. I can't imagine being that dolled up now. Most days I forget to brush my hair and when it has was long I never really cared about it. Appearances don't hold as much weight now. I'm not trying to sound like a shit, I fucking hate Colbie Calliat and whenever I see I hot guy I make sure to surround myself with enough trolls to look like a ten in anyone's eyes. The process is exhausting and hardly rewarding until I got to wear the crown and sash. Legally I can't wear it out in public since I no longer reign, but its a tiny motivation. And when my hot body starts to decay with age I can look back on when I was a hot queen. ________________________________________ If there was ever a result of God's love, it's Angela Coffey. I don't mean that in the religious sense, which might sound strange. There's really no other way for me wrap my head around it. When my mom first sat Jack and I down to show us the sonogram I had no idea what think. Part of me was disgusted that she was still sexually active, and the rest felt like someone was playing a practical joke on my life. A lot of my thoughts were selfish. Her due date was the day after my birthday and my special day wouldn't matter anymore. I remember the week before hoping in every moment she would just hold on a little longer so I could still have something for that was all mine. October 24th she came and honestly I can't begin to explain how perfect it was. I hated kids, I'm still not crazy about them but she's the most laid back and patient human thing I've ever met. Where she got that attitude I have no fucking idea. My mom didn't really have time to take care of her because she was busy pretending to give a shit about other kids. So I ended up staying local for school and commuting to help when I could. The first few months were slightly bitter after having my dreams of moving shut down faster than the Ghostbusters sequel, but I don't regret it. We bonded and sweet Ang became the best thing to happen in that time. She's learned to call Jack ugly in French and I'm really the proudest big sister there is. ________________________________________ ________________________________________ ________________________________________ Une fois, j'ai grandi déprimé et lointain. J'ai dit à ma vie, je voudrais un peu de temps, Je voudrais essayer de voir les autres. Dans une semaine, ma valise vide et je suis retourné. J'avais faim, alors, et ma vie, ma vie, aussi, avait faim, on ne pouvait pas garder nos mains sur nos vêtements sur nos langues de your name mallory play-by shailene woodley your most recent work first things first, amaryllis