A Work of Fiction:
In a world where she felt like she had to be friends with everyone she met, it became increasing frustrating to maintain friendships when agendas were not displayed properly. She was that girl that strived to be friends with everyone, who tried not to have a bad thing to say about anyone, and felt that everyone else should do the same. When reality crept in, and she began to realize that people are not always what they seem at face value, that the boy she liked may never call her back, or that a smile from a so-called confidant could have a completely malicious undertone. She liked to see the good in everything, which made her naive…a lone daisy in the field of bramble. And while she understood their frustration, the unfair nature of their current reality, she couldn’t help but feel grateful for all the things that she had. And how she should not feel at all guilty for the opportunities presented. And that by having to defend the very nature of the beast that threatened her so-call friendships, that she was actually casting a spell of distrust and disillusionment of her very existence. For, she realized, although you strive to be friends with everyone, not everyone will always be friends with you…and there is nothing you can do. Thus is life. Adapt and move on. Be yourself. For the people who know you won’t care, and the people who do care don’t matter.
