Till today, every time I remember that day, I am still embarassed. The first day of school, I went about my own way, appeared aloof and so was all by myself. During lunch on that day, X walked slowly towards me, smiled and asked if we could eat together. At first, I was surprised, but then I muttered yes. But at that time, I felt a warmth in my heart, like there was finally sunlight. She brought me to meet all of her friends, therefore I had my first friends since beginning school. Gradually I began to know her better, and we would eat lunch together. She is very observing and could notice my likings. My favorite dessert is raisin cookie, and when she found out, she would make it for me everyday afterschool then bring it to school the next day. She would always make excuses saying her mother like those cookies so she made too much, even though she made them for me. I know that she made it just for me, because she never eats this kind of cookies. She was also very sensitive to my emotions, whenever I am sad or unhappy, she would always ask what's wrong. Only she was able to notice my mood. When I asked how come, she said because my brows became wrinkled. X's personality is very straightforward. One time a friend of her bought a new cloth that looked weird. When her friend asked her, she said it does not look good. When the art teacher asks students to draw a picture to represent their personalities, she left one side of the picture empty and filled the other side black. She is a black-and-white person just like her painting.
I liked her alot, and had a lot to say to her. But many students excluded her because of her bluntness. Her father is disabled, and she would get laughed at by the classmates because her dad has problems, so she has problems. When they looked at me for my response, I nodded my head in agreement, but knew in my heart that she works hard to take care of her dad. Her dad has a good sense of humor, and is very kind. But no body paid attention to those things. I was impressed by her caring for her father and by her openness about it all. But much to my surprise, X was right behind me when I nodded my head in agreement. She heard my answer, and she left. I stared at she walking away from me, and my heart was in pain. The noise of the people around me went away, and my head repeatedly played back my false answer. My heart was heavy like a rock thrown into the ocean, and ripples are still on the wave. I couldn't stop wonderful why I had to answer that way, I was really stupid. The days without her dragged on, and at lunch times, I again sat by myself all alone. But this time, there was nobody there to notice me, to try to understand me.
I bravely went to X to apologize. I said, I didn't mean what I said, that I was different from the others. I begged for her forgiveness. For the first time, I say hesitation on her face. I went to her many times, day after day. I said that I missed her cookies, I said I realized that true friends would care about my little habits, that they truly cares about me. I said that I understand now that I should treasure those friends, and become a braver person, and not to merely agree with the others. After a while, X finally forgave me. But till this day, I cannot forget the pain that I felt when I hurt someone else, and the gratitude to receive her forgiveness.