My life is the most boring ever! Kids my age go through all kinds of adventures and fun moments while I'm here, spending my teenage years in my room! It's not my fault at all, seems like everyone is busy these days.... Or just too lazy to go out. I don't even get the chance to improve my social skills or get some fun memories. My mother says it's because of my personality. According to her, I am a "bad" person because I never do anything kind or help others. She says I'm selfish and I must fix that. For a few years I believed she was talking nonsense, but lately I'm starting to wonder if she is right. Starting tomorrow I will be a better person! I will help anyone I can and do my best.
It's officially the beginning of my "nice girl" era. I saw a granny on my way to school yesterday. She was carrying a bag full of vegetables. While she was crossing the street, the veggies from her bag fell out on the road. The old me wouldn't care less, but I remembered that I have to be kind, so I picked up those vegetables and helped her cross the street. I felt really good after that... maybe this is not too bad...? I spent the whole day helping others. It was a lot of work, but I felt better than usual.
It's been a year now and everyone sees me as "that girl who helps everyone". People seem to talk to me more, I feel good and maybe, just maybe, my mum was right. But I won't admit that to her. Not yet!
Me and my mum are moving to another city. As it happens, my parents divorced a year ago and my mum wants a fresh start for the both of us. In my new school no one will know about my "not really nice past" and they will see me as I am now, the new me! I'm very excited!
I met a bunch of nice people and I have many friends in my new school. They all love me and think that I REALLY am that nice girl. Now, I think that I am not even faking and forcing it anymore. It's been more than a year of being nice to everyone and it's like a habit now. If I don't help someone I feel awful and after every kind thing I do my heart gets bigger and warmer. Maybe I was never a bad person? Maybe I just didn't want that kindness in me? Every small act of kindness matters now.
I met this girl at school. Her name is Lily. But I know Lily from before, we were best friends in my old school. Then she moved and I haven't heard from her for four years. In the end I was a bad friend to her and we had a huge argument before she moved. That's probably why she cut all ties with me. Now we are in the same school again! It's like fate brought us back together again.
I first saw her in the school hall, but I don't think she saw me. Then, we met again at the school trip. She was friends with Alice, a girl I knew and Alice introduced me to her and talked nicely about me. After that Lily said:"I hope what Alice said is true. If it is, I'd love to be friends with you again". I told her the story of my transformation into a "nice girl" and after a few weeks we became inseparable.
One night it was really late and I was walking home from my volleyball practice. I suddenly saw a weird shadow behind me. I was scared. I didn't know what it was. After a few minutes the shadow was still following me. My phone was almost dead so I thought about who to call before it died. I decided to call Lily because I was close to her house. Just as Lily answered, my phone died. I started to run as fast as I could towards Lily's house. As I got close to her house, I saw Lily standing in front of her house, grabbed her hand and we ran inside together. I still don't know what or who it was, but I know that if Lily wasn't there who knows what would happen.
What if I never changed myself, never met Lily again? Friends are a very important thing in your life, so is kindness.