My First Trip to the Tattoo Parlor

Beginning this week, I am going to write a series of fictional stories.  I am taking a writing class with Dr. Carolyn Wedin and each week we bring a piece of writing to share with the class.  I thought it would break up some of the monotony on this site to switch from non-fiction to fiction for awhile and publish some of the things I write each week for the class.  It gives me a chance to try my hand at a new style of writing.  I hope you enjoy my stories, remember they are “only make believe.”

tattoo girl

This story is about a young girl who gets her first tattoo.  

I cannot believe the time has passed so quickly.  It seems like just yesterday.  However, it was six years ago.  I was nine years old.  All my friends had already got one but my mother was very strict and said I had to wait until I was at least nine years old.  I thought it would take forever but finally the day arrived.  I turned nine and on my birthday, I told my Mom “It is time.  Next week I am going to get a great big tattoo just like my friend Emily has.”  My mother said “Well, OK, but just remember, once you get a tattoo, they will not wash off.”

I should back up a minute in my story.  My name is Sophie and I am 15 years old now.  I live in New York City in the Bronx.  I am home schooled and I have a sister Isabella who is four years older than I am.  My older sister is a sophomore at the American Academy of Dramatic Arts in Manhattan.  She is a theater major and wants to be an actress.  She has already had small parts in two off-Broadway productions.  One production was called Venus.  This is a story about a woman who left her home in South Africa in the 19th Century in search of a better life and found herself working in a freak show.  The other production is a musical romance titled:  The Boy Who Danced on Air.  This is a modern day love story set in rural Afghanistan.  It tells the tale of two young male dancers who meet and fall in love with each other.

tattoo girl 2All of my family and relatives attended both of these productions.  We are a very close knit family and we wanted to show support for my sister.  Six years ago, some of my family had wanted to go to the tattoo parlor with me when I had my first tat.  I decided to go by myself.  It was something that I felt that I had to do alone.  The problem or conundrum I faced was what kind of a tattoo should I get and what part of my anatomy should I get it on?  I remember that I had lots of advice on the matter.  My father, mother, sister, grandmother, grandfather, aunts, uncles, nieces, nephews and friends all had tons of ideas and suggestions related to both questions.

In the week following my ninth birthday, I received even more advice on what kind of a tattoo I should get.  I heard suggestions that I should get a unicorn, a butterfly, my mom’s name, my dad’s name, my sister’s name, a heart, a rose, a Chinese character for happiness, an Aztec symbol, my favorite school subject, a lion, a prayer, a pixie and many other conceptions.  I was really reluctant to tell anyone that I had not a clue what I was going to get.  As a matter of pride I wanted a tattoo but it had to be my decision.  It also had to be something truly unique.

tattoo girl 3I received numerous suggestions on the best place to have a tattoo.  Some suggested it be placed where I could easily cover it up when I did not want it be seen.  Others suggested that it be someplace more visible.  Some said to get it on my shoulder or thigh where I could show it off during the warmer summer months while wearing shorts or a tank top.  Places like my lower arms would be visible more often but also more difficult to conceal.  Another dilemma, where to get my tattoo placed?

My mom called the tattoo parlor where my sister Isabella had got her tats.  She called to schedule an appointment for me and to insure them that I had her permission.   They wanted to know what kind of a tattoo I would like.  This knowledge would help them to schedule the time needed.  A tattoo can take anywhere from one hour to several days to ink.  My mom told them I had not decided yet.  They replied that they would schedule me for four hours and if it took longer, they could simply schedule me for more time the following week.

girl with tattoo 4With the looming appointment for my tattoo, I had even more pressure now to decide “What was I going to get?  What would my first tattoo be?  How do I find something truly unique?”  I thought about it all week.  Every TV show I watched, everything I read, more advice and suggestions from well-meaning advisors but nothing really excited me.  I went on the Internet.  I went to the library.  I looked at tattoo magazines with numerous women and men who had tats.  I must have looked at a thousand pictures of different tattoos but still nothing resonated.  I did not want any of the tats that I had seen.

Of course, I finally decided on both what kind of a tattoo I would get and where I would have it placed.  You would be very surprised to know how I came up with solutions to both of these mysteries.  My family and friends were all shocked.  My decision even surprised me.  I would love to share it with you and even show you my tattoo but there is no time for that now.  I must be off to see my friend Emily.  She wants to show me her newest tattoo.  She now has fifteen.

I will tell you this much though.  I have no regrets over my choices.  If I had to do it all over again, I would still get the same tattoo and in the same place.  I think you would approve.

Time for Questions:

What kind of a tattoo do you think Sophie got?  Where do you think she had it placed?  Do you have a tattoo?  Why or why not?  What kind of a tattoo do you have or would you get if you were to get one?  Why do people like tattoos?  Can you have too many tattoos?

Life is just beginning.

“A tattoo is a true poetic creation, and is always more than meets the eye.  As a tattoo is grounded on living skin, so its essence emotes a poignancy unique to the mortal human condition.”  — V. Vale

3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. JEANINE
    May 26, 2017 @ 14:49:46

    I am betting that Sophie got the same tattoo as her sister, Isabella. I have a tattoo and have no regrets. I was 21 when I had it done and liked the way a tattoo looked on a friend of mine. So off we went. The night was fun and one I will never forget. I love butterflies so I chose one. I had it placed on my right lower shoulder so I could easily hide it if I wanted. Good story. Kept me very interested!!

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  2. jeanine
    May 27, 2017 @ 15:31:06

    My guess is on her butt. Her family and friends were shocked, not because of the kind of tat, but where she chose to place it. I think. 🙂

    Reply

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