Frankie Bonita - Tanya's brother
My happiest memory is the day my dad took me fishing for the first time. I was about 7 at the time and we got up real early. Mom fixed us pancakes so we wouldn't be hungry. Dad had taken off work just so we could go fishing. I had never fished before so dad showed me how to bait my hook. I caught a small white fish. It was so small I had to throw it back. Dad took a picture of me holding that fish before I threw it back. He just kept telling me how proud he was of me. My saddest memory is the day I got suspended. I saw the disappointment in my dad's eyes. I hurt him so much that he stopped talking to me. I don't think he'll ever be proud of me again.
Everyone thinks I'm a bad boy, party animal. I'm not. I'll drink the occasional beer with the guys I hang out with but I'm really not into the party scene. I am a very outgoing person so I make friends easily. I can easily talk people into doing what I want just because I'm "Mr. Sunshine". However, I'm not very good at communicating with my parents.
My best friend would describe me as someone who has got it together. I'm 5 ft. 10 with black wavy hair. I don't look anything like my sister.
One thing that really bugs me is the way my father won't talk to me. If I bring friends over he'll chat with them like they are his best friend and act like I'm not even there. Sometimes I think he wishes I wasn't.
The only thing I'm really afraid of is that I'll screw up so bad my parents will hate me. it's bad enough now. I'm not sure I could take much more. Often I think of suicide.
When I look in the mirror I see someone who tries to act cool and carefree on the outside. I see someone that has a different face and persona for each of the groups he's with. But I also see someone who deep down is screaming out to be loved.
The most embarrassing thing to ever happen to me was when I got caught cheating. I wasn't asking for the answer, I was asking for a formula to help me solve the problem. I had left my formula sheet at home. It didn't matter I was talking during a test. When the teacher started yelling at me I was so embarrassed I just reacted. I dumped my desk over trying to get up real quick so I could leave the room. He told the principal that I got violent and threw my desk. he's the teacher so everyone believed him. I couldn't believe that none of my friends stood up for me. Some friends huh?
I really don't have an ideal home or place to live. I don't want any pets. That's something else for me to take care of an my plate is full right now.
If I could have any talent, it would be the gift of art. I sketch sometimes, especially when I'm upset. I used to like to paint, but that was when my dad encouraged me. Not much reason to paint now.
I think the one thing I want more than anything else is to feel forgiven and loved. I don't think I'm ever going to find that.