A Life of Pain and Love

by Jessica Coviello

This story is a work of nonfiction.
Everything is true and really did happen in my life.

A Life of Pain and Love – Early Life – I was born on the 17th day of July in the year 1999. I weighed 8 pounds, and I was a beautiful Italian baby as, so I’m told. I had jet black hair, and I was a chunky monkey. I looked nothing like an Italian when I was born but I was insta-famous. I heard stories that people would always look in the window where all the babies were kept and just say “look at that baby over there, she’s so beautiful”.

I think part of that saying was because I had a full head of hair. I do not know if these stories are true but if they are, I thank you. The minute me and my cousin were born, a week apart, the hospital switched our records, for a brief minute.

They thought that my parents had him and his parents had me, it was an easy confusion. We are both Italian, were family, and we were born in the same hospital. That story always cracks me up; I just wish that we kept more contact with each other because him and his family are one of the good ones.

My brother came not long after me, he was born in 2002; I was 3 at the time. When my parents brought him home, I was very upset because I had to, now share my parents with somebody else.

As you can probably guess, I did not know any better at that age; I thought he was a girl, so I gave him one of my headbands to wear, I thought he looked very pretty. When my parents saw, they took it right off of him and they did not get a picture. He had some hair, and at that time, I did not know what a boy was; really. To my surprise, I did not know why they took it off, but I just forgot about it and went to my room, which I shared with HIM. When I went to preschool, I LOVED it so much!

I went to the Ripley right down the street from where I live. I made three great friends when I attended, they were triplets; I was so shocked when I first saw them. I was like “wait you are all sisters, and you look alike”. I wasn’t a very smart kid when I was young. The best part about preschool was when I got to take home the class animal for the week; and yes, it was stuffed. When I went, we got Curious George and when my brother went, they got Elmo; I was so jealous.

Even to this day, I love Elmo. At that stage of my life, I was a weird, innocent, healthy and extremely happy little girl, I loved everything. If I was to look at my younger self today, I would say “why are so happy” and “what could have made you smile that much”? Back then, I was a dancer, and a pretty good one. I used to dance at an academy close to the Ripley. I loved dancing, it was fun, and I did make a friend or two there, it was awesome; we even had recitals where I would show off; a bit.

A Life of Pain and Love

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