When people forgive you, your feelings instantly change, or when you forgive people. You shine with glitter, and you are covered in a distant glow of light-proof of a gift.
Initially I was disappointed in my brother for giving me a dollar in public, and then telling his friend's parents.
Lowering my head in shame after my brother told me, oh how shameful I was. Also showing how disappointed I was in my brother.
Internally I bled, I bled from shame and anger. How could he do that? Just seeing his face agitated me.
Going against me was what he was doing, he was declaring war! Making me look bad just because he felt like it.
"How nice of your sister to bring your backpack for you." The parents said after my brother told them that I brought it. Like the speed of light, he retorted saying he had to pay me.
The shame was eating me alive, but I have to live with it. Luckily when my brother told them, they ended up laughing, so its not that bad.
