A Kind Sacrifice

William - Belgrade, Montana
Entered on April 27, 2009
Age Group: Under 18
Themes: forgiveness
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I believe forgiveness is the greatest, and kindest, sacrifice anyone can make. I was once mistreated in a relationship, where I was always the one treated like dirt. I was always the one doing everything she wanted without complaint. I was always the one there for her when she couldn’t even do the same for me. She hurt me so many times that it drove me to the point of hurting myself.

There is one night that sticks out to me and hurts the most. Her and I, and a couple friends, were going to cheer on our Belgrade Panthers at a basketball game. Everything was alright at first, but sadly she couldn’t keep her hands off my friend. Right in front of me I had to witness her and my friend flirting around. I was led on it finally dawned on me. My heart had never before felt so cold and pained. A knife impaled into my heart couldn’t even describe how much it hurt. Throughout the night it went on and even my other friends’ girlfriend could tell how much I was hurt. She could probably see a lost puppy that had been beaten and abandoned when she looked into my eyes. It took all night and up until my friend had left for her to realize what was wrong. She tried to care, but it was too late. I decided to walk home that night, by myself, because the cold of the night was all I had to help keep my pain at bay.

She treated me like dirt and never gave me a chance till it was too late, but I still retain a sense of sorrow and forgiveness for her. It will take time and healing still because the wound is just too deep. All I have from that moment in time is a pained heart and a scar on my arm that still burns from time to time.

So even if it’s something minuscule like getting your heel stepped on or something as great as being nothing more than a door mat, a person should hopefully be able to find the courage and kindness in their hearts to forgive. In that I would like to say that I do forgive my old friend, Madison Gunsch, for all the torment I’ve been put through. I would hope that maybe, one day, we could rekindle an old friendship by starting a new. My sincerest apology for what I too have done in return.