Trustworthiness

Trust is like a paper once it’s crumpled it can never be perfect again. I believe that people should always trust each other because not being trusted makes you feel insignificant and unimportant. I will always try to be trustworthy to my friends and family, and I expect that they will trust me. I learned the importance of this value, and why it is important to me from one of my friends who, in this situation, did not trust me.

I was about six or seven years old, I had promised to pay my friend back, after she had bought me an ice cream (from the ice cream truck). I was at her house, and we were playing tag, or something, outside. She then brought up the fact that I still owed her from a couple days ago. I told her I would pay her back, but she wouldn’t let up. Her sister then grabbed some burs and scrubbed them in my hair, until it was matted and tangled.

I felt betrayed and enraged. Like we’re walking along peacefully, and she suddenly turned around and punched me in the stomach. I told her to stop, and that it wasn’t a big deal, but she wouldn’t. I started to get really upset and yelled at both of them and stomped out of her yard crying. I cried all the way home. I was really hurt that they would team up on me like that. When I arrived at my house, I told my mom what happened.

The rest of that day I was in my room yelling and kicking my walls. I hated my friend and her sister for attacking me like that. After a couple weeks I went back to her house to play, hoping she’d apoligize but she didn’t bring it up. I guess I thought she had realized that it wasn’t a big deal after all. She never has since, even though we don’t play together any more. I have forgiven her and realized that even though it hurt a lot, it wasn’t the end of the world.

That experience changed me. I realized how much it hurt to feel insignificant, like you don’t deserve to be trusted. I hope that I will never treat anyone like that, that is why trustworthiness is so important to me. Trust is like a paper once it’s crumpled it can never be perfect again.