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PD: I put a title and also I underlined some words because I am not sure if they are well like that.
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A SHIFT THAT COST ME A CHERISHED FRIEND
Decisions form a significant part in everybodyīs existence. Sometimes these decisions improve our lives, and sometimes they donīt, but we must consider that perfection does not comprise the life of anyone and that we all have committed mistakes of
which hopefully we learned from.
Most of us appreciate errors because afterwards we try to avoid them in the future, and also because of the precious morals that we picked up to include in our decision-making and enhance our lives. However, I cannot deny my desires to change a specific situation about my past.
After the unsatisfactory effort of parents to encounter me a school, they ordered me to attend to whatever institution that they wanted regardless of my opinion.
Doubtlessly, the first day of school becomes unforgettable. The four-flour building with Its faded beige-brown painting and its streaked walls reminded me to the horrifying primary school shown in the movie "Matilda", which inspired instead of joy and excitement, sadness and discouragement.
The inside looked passable. The play field was significantly large, the classrooms owned a proper decoration and the teachers gave the impression of being kind. Although the impact wasnīt as big, you still expected Mrs. Trunchbullīs appearance and her terrifying discipline.
When I entered, my uneasiness could show itself. The week resulted awful to me because I didnīt know niether the people nor the setting.
The remembrance of my behaviour during the first weeks still causes me laughter and a slight blush on my cheeks. I remember that for almost two weeks I sat next to the teacherīs desk on the floor. I must have seemed a troubled boy there.
After some days, she had me sit
on a desk with the other kids and made an effort to help me break the ice with my classmates. thatīs when I met him. I will always recall and value that from him. Out of all the children there, he talked to me first and that facilitated me the adjustment. I handled to stay at the school.
He asked why I sat on the floor for all those days, and I told him that I just felt it safe and ok there, he replied, ok and he asked me, Do you want to play? I said yes and we began to fool around. It meant so much that he showed careless about me sitting on the floor like a silly boy.
We did everything together after that, like a dynamic duo, and we remained very good friends for a long time. Unfortunately, years later due to various issues between us, we got apart.
A very unpleasant, undesirable, and unhealthy year ended. By that time we would only greet each other, the talk between us seemed no talk at all, but despite that, I still thought of him as close friend.
The construction of the school by my neighborhood finished and all my friends in the block started to make plans on how great it was going to be being all together at school. I began to recall the lonelyness, and dislike of my prior school year, so I decided to drop out of it and start over.
Indeed, throughout the next years I lived wonderful experiences that I am sure I will forget but I often wonder whether it was my fault that our friendship prevailed unfixed because I did not keep in touch. Then it comes to my mind that almost a year and a half later after I left, when we saw each other again, niether of us tried to say hello, perhaps the moment filled of awkwardness, or maybe he didnīt want to get in touch anymore.
That situation provokes restlessness in my mind because it upsets me to see, how you pass by someone you knew, like you had never met. For that reason if I were given the option to go back in time and change the moment I saw him again, I would take it as awkward as it might be, because friends like him cannot be easily found, and I donīt want to feel that I was the one who messed our friendship up.
Sometimes, certain circumstances drive us to our limits and make us think that we will explode, but then we are offered a chance to evade and explosion and we opt to take it without think it through, and maybe later we will second-guess that offered chance and may want to modify it.
To conclude, making decisions no matter whether we feel certain about it or not, is not entirely terrible, most of all if later we find out that we did a mistake because the important fact is that we will be able to acknowledge it and take responsibility on it. That in my opinion means matureness on us. However every personīs wishes and decisions vary and I consider that if we really resent something we did in the past and it has affected our lives, then using a time-travel machine to go back and modify it, would not be wrong, plus if such action will improve one personīs daily life, then so be it. Satisfied and undisturbed people is what this society needs. It all depends on the decision and how it affects the person.