I was wondering just a few days ago, does true friendship last in the harshest winter?
How can it last through the times of roughness and shattering events.
I am mainly asking this question because it happened to me yesterday, exactly yesterday, my best friend dumped me for the class hero.
''Ha, ha, bye loser!'' Gilda shouted sticking her tongue out.
The new kid laughs as well, clearly rubbing it in, but I just smile along.
''Goodbye, Gilda!! Good riddance!!'' I screamed.
I thought I was cool.
Maybe I wasn't anymore. Maybe my flying tricks , and my awesome way of telling stories was perhaps not cool enough.
Our friendship was for a year, I remember the first day of actually getting together and talking. Recess, plenty of time after homework and all of those other things. It was time for me to meet the newbie in our school, and heck, she was hot..
But, besides her hotness, she seemed friendly, and then when I mentioned all the things I liked to do, and asked her what she liked to do, she was so happy of that finally she had a new friend, who was cool and awesome like herself, I showed her my awesome moves, and she delightfully laughed along as I spun, and flew in the sky, and besides we had so many things in familiar, and so many things that we liked, and we asked each other for opinions.
That is how we met, nevertheless, we became hooked up, we had troubles, and we helped each other, through the painful times, with security for one and other. Don't tell anyone I said that!!
It is gone now, what can I say?
I ran to the bathroom, punching myself, trying not to let the salty tears out of my eyes, struggling with the facts of life, struggling to admit that I was cheated, to admit that a true friend cannot last. Unless, maybe..
She wasn't a true friend..
Perhaps true friendship lasts in the harsh winter, like a fur of an animal, or a warm fire place to keep you warm, maybe the sun will eventually come and finally shine and melt the cold snow, and bring in spring and maybe the plants will grow.
Maybe friendship is not hopeless! Maybe friendship can grow like a flower, after the melting, maybe it can continue blossoming into summer!
But what if the friendship is gone by then? What if it dries up? What if there is a heat stroke? What if drought came?
Shoot, I'm beginning philosophical.
But how come we lose a friend we thought was a friend to become a bully? Gilda, why did she do that? Why? Why would you bully a former friend?
Life seemed to get more complicated as the spring went by, it got lonelier and lonelier, it was hard to see foals and filly have fun, when knowing that you never had anyone, that you had someone, but was gone like if a foal stole a toy from another foal.
I went home one evening, I couldn't stand it, the bell rang, school was out, but I couldn't stand the torment Gilda had did, she yelled in a very bully like way at me, her voice was scary deep and evil, piercing my heart, and I had a pain in my chest, like I was missing a part.
I tried to play Dodgeball, it was very embarrassing, when I was looking at Fluttershy when she wasn't noticing, and then get the ball hit at me, it hit me in the head, and I fell down with a deep bruise on my head, a red spot near my skull, as the burning pain came to me, it wasn't as Gilda though..
Gilda who happened to be on my team, yelled angrily, and then pushed me away, and said I was no use on her ''winning'' team, then she got the dodgeball and hit me again, in vast anger, and content with the pain she was giving to another..
I cried, and left the play, since school was out, I could go home, I walked the path home, and looked up at the dogs playing, they never had any troubles in life, no problems with one and other, they only felt joy and love for another, they seemed to have been enjoying life, which I wish I could have..
I never bothered to tell anyone, it was no use, everyone else had troubles, and sorrow, that they had to deal on their own, to tell of my sorrows wouldn't help any either, I did not want a hug, or a cheering up face, I wanted to hide it and make sure no one see the pain in my emotions.
I want to be happy all the time, even though I never was, I wanted to everyone else to be happy, even though the Rainbow maned filly couldn't be, I didn't want to cry, for someone would know I had trouble, I had to be tough, so know would see emotions in me.
I grew up in pain of emotions, I grew up with the greatest of parents, but one little thing that bothered me turned huge, now it didn't matter, the betrayal didn't matter, now it's the hiding of emotions that is important, to keep it bottled in..
I'm not sure if I ever had a true friend in my childhood so far, no one would actually understand me, try to help me in problems, no has been my best friend for long.
But then, a certain memory strikes me. A memory of when I befriended Gilda, my other best friend, Fluttershy, saw me speaking, and now that I remember and think about it, I abandoned her.
She felt the same misery I feel right now! She was probably crying in the bathroom as I was, she lost a friend, when I gained a friend!
I deserted her..
I ask myself again, can true friendship last in the harshest winter?