A True Friend

A True Friend

“Hey, she is on drugs. Do not get too close to her.”

That was the very first thing I heard on 18^th July, Monday when I reached school. When I heard that, I was also being cautious not to get too close to that drug addict that they were talking about. I thought things will go as per normal but it turned out the other way around.

It was the worst week of my life.

I was also looking for that drug addict but she was nowhere to be found. When I was walking at the corridor, everybody was glaring at me. People started whispering and looked at me as angry as a lion. I quickly ran to my classroom. Again, the same thing happened. Everybody was shocked when I was there. They started shifting places and went as far away as possible from me. Even my only best friend, Margaret changed her place. She used to sit right next to me. I thought she was sick and she didn’t want me to get infected but when I went to her table, she stood up and rolled her eyes at me.

I felt miserable. I didn’t know what I have done that is making everybody dislike me. Class went also very odd. My maths teacher did not pick me to answer her questions like she always did.

“Kraaaang!” it’s recess time.

Everybody hurried to the canteen. I was walking as well when somebody suddenly pushed my shoulder. I shouted at that insolent lady.

“Hey,you! Learn some manners!” I said.

She spit on my shoe and said, “Drugs are worst.”

I was surprised by what she said. I stood there for a couple of seconds and started thinking what was she really saying. I chased her. I asked her why she said that. She told me everything.

Beatrice was the mastermind. I was upset. She used to be my enemy. She hates me for my intelligence and beauty. She will always try to be inferior to me. She will do anything to make me feel miserable.I didn’t eat the whole day. I was trying to find Beatrice but I can’t find her.

Day by day, everybody started discriminating me. I was depressed. I cried in my room every night. Some of my friends pour a pail of water on me, put chewing gum on my chair, and locked me inside the bathroom and all sorts of evil things. They will also say ruthless words to me.

On Friday, a boy tried to pour a pail of water on me. I was prepared to face anything. Suddenly, a boy pulled me aside and told me everything’s going to be fine. I did not get a glimpse on his face because I was closing my eyes at that time. He made me sit on a chair and went away.

The next week, everything went back to normal. Everybody started being friendly. As if nothing happened. I was contented. I did not care why they did all those things to me. Iwas happy enough that I was treated nicely again.

                The strange thing is that how did all of them suddenly became friendly. Was it because of that boy who saved me? Who is he? Maybe he was my far away friend who came to save me. Nobody knows. I hope I could meet him again and thank him for everything for verily he is my friend, my only true friend.