Another day, another writing prompt - now that I've forgiven myself for something, it's time to forgive someone else for something they did to me.
I thought rather than writing about something really serious, like forgiving the biggest bully ever in my middle school—for beating the crap out of me in grade 7 because I didn't run fast enough in relay during track and field—I'd talk about something else I'm going to forgive someone for. (And by the way, I ran FAST. She was just evil.)
If you want to play along, you can find out more here: Day 1 (Day 2, Day 3)
Day 4: Something you have to forgive someone for.
It's all your fault I had to get braces.
I remember the day like it was yesterday. I was at your house, and I had brought over my entire Strawberry Shortcake collection. Strawberry Shortcake, Blueberry Muffin, Raspberry Tart, Orange Blossom and Lemon Meringue. You only had Strawberry Shortcake, but that's okay—I was going to let you play with my dolls.
At some point during the day, I noticed Blueberry Muffin—my favourite, and apparently, your favourite, too—was missing her shoe. This devestated me and I started looking for her shoe everywhere. I was suspicious of you, but you told me you didn't take it.
I went outside to look, just in case. That's when I tripped and fell flat on my face, smashing in my two front teeth. Blood everywhere. Still, I was concerned because my Blueberry Muffin was MISSING A SHOE. (Do you remember how annoying that was?)
I was cleaned up, I went home, and eventually, my teeth grew in crooked and I had to get braces, which I was kind of okay with, because braces were sort of cool and I always wanted them. (Kind of in the same way I always wanted a broken arm—so I could wear a cast and get everyone to sign it. That never happened, though. I guess I didn't climb enough trees.)
Anyway. One years ago, over some wine and good times, you told me a secret:
"Remember when you came over with your entire Strawberry Shortcake collection? And I only had Strawberry Shortcake? Well, I was REALLY jealous of your Blueberry Muffin, you know."
"Yeah. And I want you to know that I took her shoe and threw it across the street to make you mad."
"So that's where her shoe went!"
So, dear friend, I just want you to know that I completely forgive you for keeping that secret from me all these years.
And I forgive you for being the person responsible for making me get braces, even if it cost my parents thousands of dollars that could have otherwise been put in my savings account.
I also forgive you for loving my Blueberry Muffin doll, because she really was cute and she smelled so yummy.