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Mariah by: Victoria Jones |
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I have been called many names. S-cute, Toni, Maggie, Maggs, Toria, V-Oreo, and other variations of these. My real name is Victoria Margaret Jones. When I say Victoria it tastes of snow, slow, pure beautiful and deep. It makes me think of a Russian classroom. It is organized and official. This name has never fit me. I have usually been called Maggie or Toni. When I was in elementary school I started to go by Toni. I came home one day and refused to answer to anything but Toni. I don’t see how I ever liked this name. It sounds like the name of a board game, “Sorry”, “Life” and “Toni.” The letters run out of your mouth too fast and you don’t even know what you are saying.
When I started middle school I went by Maggie. I don’t know how it
happened. I never asked anyone to call me that or told people that I liked
the name. One day someone said “you should go by your middle name,
Margaret.” I hate the name Margaret. It sounds like a yogurt company.
Finally, Allison started calling me Maggie, and the name stuck. I guess it
just fits me so much better than Victoria or Toni. Maggie is running
outside in autumn on a windy day when the Some people still call me Victoria. When someone says it, I think they must be talking to someone else someone orderly and sophisticated. When a child calls me Victoria, they say it as if they can't pronounce the letter V. They will call me Bictoria or Toria. I am glad to be Maggie for now. Who knows, in college I might change it to something more grown-up. No one wants to be Maggie Jones on a job application. So I will probably become Tori, Vicky, or Mariah. Yes, Mariah sounds nice, like a warm spring afternoon outside on a swing letting the cool breeze rush over your face, fun, but thoughtful. Mariah.
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