Blown for Good Behind the Iron Curtain of Scientology Read Online Free Page B

remember it, I was the ONLY Caucasian kid in my class. There was actually one other girl who was Caucasian, but she was physically handicapped. I was not particularly bothered by this fact, but some of my classmates were. I only went to the school for a few months, but for those few months, I was in a lot of fights that I surprisingly didn’t win.
    After a few months, I was done. I decided that I would no longer be going to school. I had grown physically while attending this school, mostly due to the need to survive! I did not want to spend every day looking over my shoulder. For a few weeks, I would leave in the morning just as I always did, but instead of going to school, I would go to the beach. This worked until the school contacted my mom.
    When she confronted me on it, I told her about the fights and told her that I would not go, period. I told her that once we had enough money for both my sister and I to go to Delphi, I would attend school again. She was optimistic that this would be only a few months away, so she agreed.
    My routine was pretty good. I went to the beach every morning, and spent the entire day at the beach, on the boardwalk, Muscle Beach or about town. I then headed back to the house to do some chores. I had it easy. I was hanging out with street performers, lifeguards, local surfers, people who had money but no jobs, people who had jobs but no money, you name it. I rode my bike everywhere and just hung out with people. It was a wild mix of people and cultures. During that year I learned more than my entire previous years of school. I also learned how to fend for myself and was not afraid of other people at all.
    At last, after a yearlong vacation from school and anything structured, my parents had enough money to put me back into Delphi. When I first went back it was a bit of a shock because I had really been on the streets for the past year, and now I was going back to the sheltered white bread kids who had not been exposed to life yet and were still worried about who liked who and what the current favorite band was on KIIS FM.
    I almost got expelled my first week back. I was getting into a lot of fights and this time, I was not losing. These kids were weak and non-violent. I was accustomed to an environment where, if you did some trash talking, you had to back it up with physical fighting. These kids did the trash talking but as soon as you punched them out, they ran off to the teachers! After adjusting to the rules, and realizing that I had nothing to prove to these people, I was able to blend in and get back in the groove.
    I had a few friends that I liked at the school. Vonnie Ribisi was cool. Also, I liked his sister, Marissa, a lot. She was actually my very first girlfriend. If we did more than kiss a few times, I considered that really lucky. I hung out at their house a lot and since Vonnie and I were friends, I also got to see his sister a lot. My sister also hung out with Marissa and Vonnie’s other sister, Gina, a bit. I went out with Marissa for about three months. We broke up on Valentine’s day; I was unhappy with not doing much more than holding hands and needed to move on.
    I also had to play the Scientology game because now, if you were not progressing with your Scientology studies in addition to your school studies, you were considered “off-purpose” and would get in trouble with your parents. Most kids attending Delphi lived in the LA area, so going to the local Scientology center at night to study was doable. Luckily, we lived way out in Venice and did not get home until 8:00  p.m. so I had no worries in this department and never did any courses or further Scientology studies.
    Then my mom broke up with her boyfriend and we moved back to Hollywood. I no longer had an excuse not to study after school at the big blue buildings, “The Complex,” in Hollywood.
    In 1988, I did the Student Hat. I was 15 years old. I thought this would be a piece of cake as I had already done two