Forgive or Not Forgive? Pt.3

Continuation...

"We're done" Alice said as we walked out the door. For the rest of my 6th grade year we didn't talk. We hated Ellen and Ellen hated us.

Grudges become a baggage that you carry with you for a long time. My hatred became a burden and it was eating me alive. I hated her even more. It's interesting how humans rather hold onto hatred then to forgive...

It took time but I finally realized that I needed to change. Ellen probably had forgotten about it but I held onto the feelings as if it had happened yesterday. I couldn't do it anymore.

"Ellen, I know we haven't spoken since 6th grade but I wanted to tell you that I am sorry. I'm sorry for the harsh words, rolled eyes, back talk and everything else. I just wanted to clear this up so I can move on. Good luck in high school."

She never apologized or said a word. I guess she didn't feel the need to apologize and I really didn't care anymore. I felt free from this dark shadow over me. It was over.

Grudges drag you down into a pit of hate. For as long as you hate somebody you won't be able to love. I guess we are so stubborn that we don't like to admit we are wrong. Guess what? We all make mistakes so it really is not our right to hate anybody for their faults.

Many times we'll have to ask ourselves this question "Forgive or not forgive?" Just know one thing...those that forgive are forgiven as well.

God Bless,
Bi

Forgive or Not Forgive? Pt.2

Continuation from yesterday.....

Ellen told Mrs.B the whole story... well her side of course. She cried and to be honest we felt no pity for her. We were called into her office so we could "talk" about it.

"So what is going on, what happened at Six Flags?" she asked. I told her that Ellen had placed her money bag in my bag and we left our things by some trees so we could go into a ride. (I know... not very smart...) When we came back my sunglasses, Sally's shirt, Alice's shoes and somehow Ellen's money were all gone! The strangest thing was that I had money as well but I guess the thief didn't look into my bag very well. I had my money and she didn't. We looked all over the park until we gave up. It wasn't our fault but we felt  bad. We bought her lunch, candy for the rest of the day.

When you are angry and upset, you tend to cry like I did. You try to connect the dots but you can't. They hurt you and you hate them. You ask yourself many times "Can I forgive her?" and you know the answer is No.

"Now she comes up with this story that we stole her money. I don't care if your mom thinks that of us Ellen, but you know it's a lie!" I said and Ellen started to cry again.

I hated her so much. I never thought I could hate someone but there I was. I don't know why she used this story to start drama. "How does your story even makes sense? We all left for the ride together! You're just a liar and to be honest we wasted our money on you" I said again.

It felt good telling her the truth but deep inside I felt horrible as well. Grudges make you say things that you know you'll regret.

To be continued....

God Bless,
Bi

Forgive or Not Forgive? Pt.1

Hello everyone... wow looks like there are spider webs in this blog... LOL! I do recognize that I barely wrote in 2012 but many things happened in my life that I can write about it now.. so I am back :D To kick off 2013, I wanted to share a story from my 6th year that I wrote about it in my freshmen year. It's a story and at the same time it's suppose to make people realize about the importance of FORGIVENESS.

So here is Part 1... Enjoy :)


Have you ever felt a strong dislike towards someone? Did they hurt you? Well you're not alone because I've been there too. The constant dirty looks, ignoring, gossiping are all symptoms of grudges. However no one will tell you that you are the most affected when you hate someone.

"She is telling everybody we stole her money. Is it our fault that it was stolen?" I told my friends as we walked into the choir room. The calm mood of the room only seemed to irritate me.

"Ah, I know! She is such a brat! We even paid for her lunch and now she is acting like that." Alice said as she cracked her knuckles. I had a feeling something bad was going to happen.

Ellen, the girl that was really mad at us walked in the room. She rolled her eyes as she passed by. I promise that Alice was about to pull her hair if we hadn't stop her in time. We were all angry and we wanted an explanation for her little theory. The only way to do it....asking her.

Our choir teacher made us sing but we weren't feeling it. I could only think about everything I wanted to tell Ellen. She was wrong and I was going to prove it. I know, I know we sound like Mean Girls but we were hurt! Ellen had to know that it was not ok to just lie. My head was telling me to just forget about it and move on but my heart... oh the heart... was burning with anger. I wanted her to cry as much as I had. It wasn't fair!

To be continued....

God bless,
Bi