Story - Being used by other people
I've had one or two close friends. Turns out they weren't my real friends. They just use me for their own goals.
Sports
Helping fill a spot in Soccer
To be a good friend, one must prove useful and trustworthy to others. To be honest, I don't believe that is the case in most scenarios. I am going to write a story why this isn't the case and the invisible truth of this world.
In the classroom, there was a new kid that was introduced. The teacher would ask which student would volunteer to help him with his orientation. I would volunteer to help him be accustomed to the facilities around the school. I showed him the washroom, the gym, library, the lunchroom, where we play.
Intermission - - - it was more likely that the teacher choose me to help him because we spoke the same language. Turns out, I finally realized that there are other students who can speak the same language, its just they rather watch from the side lines and laugh.
Back to the scene. The lunch bell rang, the students and I went to lunch. Lunchtime was usually a mess because almost every student wants to get outside early and play their favorite thing. Mine was soccer, I think it was my obsession throughout primary school.
There we played soccer together with the other students. The challenge was that the new kid could kick and protect the goal better than I because he was tall. Eventually he took my spot as the goal protector. The best I could do is try to be a substitute player and try to kick the ball whenever it is near me. Eventually no one cared to kick the ball near me.
Morale of this story, don't waste time trying to impress others who have not the capacity to care.
Let me sell you this so you can be in the club
Give me your lunch money - but I will get caught by the teacher so I'll do a roundabout way about it
I payed $5 for this item but there was no club for it. Well, that's the story.
There was this kid, cheeky little kid who likes to scam others and do wary stuff that normal people wouldn't do. This kid was called Mic- lets call him that.
Mic would suddenly come to me and show me this square item that looked 1 inches in size. he would say it was for a secret club. So I payed him the money and he gave me this item.
The next day, I came to him but didn't have the item because my family member threw the item away. But Mic didn't say anything about club or anything. He was just one of those people who just walk away.
Jealousy
People get jealous, blame the trait not the person, also, blame yourself for falling for it
I used to have friends who wore glasses. I used to showoff how my eyes could see one block away and read the house letters. This scenario always make me seem like the winner and I liked the thought. Though these friends were better than me in soccer so I thought it would be fair to me. Big mistake.
On a day where there were rain. Most students would return home while I would stay under the outside roofs. But in this scenario, the rain abruptly went away and the students who played soccer stayed behind.
Beside the tree my friends and I would hang out near the tree (where I once threw rocks at it because one of them weren't listening to me or be my true friend - I got sent to the teachers office as the result. One friend would point at the sky and see a rainbow. Then we would do a competition to see who could stare at the sun the longest. I was lucky that I somehow knew that the sun hurt my eyes. My friends just stood aside and watched.
I learned that fake friends just watch for their own entertainment because their life is boring and they are boring. Even if one suffers they wouldn't care because they don't know what is fair.