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Almost nine years have passed, but I
have never really forgotten what had happened. It was several months
into middle school, and we were all basically just elementary students
dressed in white-blue uniforms.
You and I knew each other’s name and were sitting side by side, but somehow, we never really talked. You and your boy friends also liked to make fun of my friend’s physical appearance and pissed her off all the time. I think that’s why we were never in good terms to begin with.
You and I knew each other’s name and were sitting side by side, but somehow, we never really talked. You and your boy friends also liked to make fun of my friend’s physical appearance and pissed her off all the time. I think that’s why we were never in good terms to begin with.
That particular week I had a stye on one of my eyelids, and it made me so embarrassed to face people—let alone see them in the eye.
Fearful that you guys would figure out and poke fun at me like you did
to my friend, I brought a handkerchief with me everywhere for a cover-up.
I presumably was out of luck that day, cause one of your homies noticed it and began his gibes. He kept laughing, pointing at my face and telling the others about it. You eventually knew about it as well, and started teasing me the frick out whenever and wherever we ran into one another.
I presumably was out of luck that day, cause one of your homies noticed it and began his gibes. He kept laughing, pointing at my face and telling the others about it. You eventually knew about it as well, and started teasing me the frick out whenever and wherever we ran into one another.
You
wouldn’t stop even in class, knowing that the entire class could hear
and join the teasing party if you kept doing so. It was so hurting and
frustrating and and humiliating, you have no idea. What I thought about
were only ways to fire back at you, a deadly comeback to shut you up
forever.
I racked my brain for any ‘flaws’ that you have. And when I finally couldn’t take it anymore, I snapped. All I knew was that I just spouted out some brutally painful and savage words I should never have. Ever. I have made some serious faux pas.
I racked my brain for any ‘flaws’ that you have. And when I finally couldn’t take it anymore, I snapped. All I knew was that I just spouted out some brutally painful and savage words I should never have. Ever. I have made some serious faux pas.
That
expression on your face told me everything. The moment I realized what a horrible person I had been for a few seconds earlier. I felt like, mentally
slapping my mouth afterwards. There was a minute of silence, your eyes
were wide open but looking downhearted. You couldn’t believe what I just said and so couldn’t I.
It’s like my words had cut through your pride then crushed it perfectly. It was rather vague, but I could still picture how you looked saying “you are so cruel” to me before sitting back down as if nothing had happened. I was stunned. We never spoke to each other again since. I could see how mad you were and believe me, I hoped you knew how guilty I felt.
It’s like my words had cut through your pride then crushed it perfectly. It was rather vague, but I could still picture how you looked saying “you are so cruel” to me before sitting back down as if nothing had happened. I was stunned. We never spoke to each other again since. I could see how mad you were and believe me, I hoped you knew how guilty I felt.
I didn’t know how I blurted the words out, it was spontaneous on the
spur of the moment. I didn’t
mean to say them. I just wanted to make you mad and stop making fun of
me, but instead, I had crossed the line and cut you to the quick.
This might sound like a defense to you, but I’ve gotta give my side of story. Above all, I was being childish, I was being too cruel to you. I am deeply, terribly sorry. A simple sorry isn’t enough to heal the wounds that I’d caused, but this is all I can do. I owe you an apology.
This might sound like a defense to you, but I’ve gotta give my side of story. Above all, I was being childish, I was being too cruel to you. I am deeply, terribly sorry. A simple sorry isn’t enough to heal the wounds that I’d caused, but this is all I can do. I owe you an apology.
I’ve
always wanted to reach out to you, to own up to my mistake and
apologize in person. But I’m afraid it can reopen old wounds and hurt you
for the second time. Besides, I’m too ashamed to even talk to you in the first place. Someday I
know I will, but for the time being, please let me write down an apology letter
here.
I just want you to know that this is from the deepest part of my heart. I regret those hurtful words that came out of my mouth, and would like to take them back if I could. I had done you really wrong. I was being horrible to you.
I just want you to know that this is from the deepest part of my heart. I regret those hurtful words that came out of my mouth, and would like to take them back if I could. I had done you really wrong. I was being horrible to you.
