Forgiven

August 17, 2010
By , Nevada City, CA
She looks at me, that snide smile on her face. What did I ever do to her? Why was she so
against anything and everything I did? I had just come, deciding to try a clean slate again. That smile was
her signiture, like signing for pizza. Why was I never okay with this? Why did I let her affect me? Well, I
guess thats just how I was. The day I got my hair cut really short, she laughed. She had the typical side-
kick to help her with the sarcastic remarks, the hair flips. One day the sidekick decides to prove herself.
Make the big remark to make me sob. I could'nt stand for it any more. One day I knew I would snap.


Winter rolled around soon enough. The snowball fights began. She hit, I hurt. The last straw
on the donkey's back. I packed a snowball well, and hurled hit. Miss. Why did I even try? Wait, why was
she running? I was running after her. She of course was an athlete, so she ran and ran and ran. I cried
to catch my breath and just calm down but I broke down. The trees sang to me, as I wept my
quiet tears and let out all the pain. They left to go inside laughing at my failure. But had I really lost?
She was'nt laughing this time, she was walking towards me. She was reaching her hand towards me. I
decided to take it and jump out of the tree.


Her arms wrapped around me and apoligized. Was she crying? Together we walked towards
school and my silent forgiveness was all we needed.


The bell startled me out of the tree, and I realized it had just been a dream. But I did'nt mind.
I had forgiven already and it was over. The next time the hair flips and snide remarks came around, I
just smiled. It was over. I never got my real apology but I knew that was what was deep in side. I was
done with caring. They no longer owned me.





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soccerchic said...
Sept. 21, 2010 at 10:23 pm
So beautiful. Your voice speaks so well in your writing:)
 
wordnerd54 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 25, 2010 at 9:23 pm
I wish more of us would think like this.  I have absolutely been there, done that.  They aren't worth it.... My favorite line was "She hit, I hurt."  It was so simple, and yet at the same time so powerful and meant so much.  Very nice job.
 
DreamInspired replied...
Aug. 26, 2010 at 7:28 am
Thank you so much. That really means alot tO m :)
 
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