Struggling With Forgiveness By Molly Cronin

When we were little, me and my older sister, Cameron would like to have fun and use our imagination. When it came to everyday items, we could make them into rocket ships, forts and other things that would fulfill our excitement. Me and my sister were best friends and did everything together.

One day, we were sliding down the arm of our couch, pretending it was a extravagant waterslide. We would go, one by one sliding down the curved arm of the couch, laughing hysterically with the fun we created. At one point, my sister was sitting on the arm of the couch, but not going down. I got impatient, the time felt as it was dragging on, with me thinking how I could be sliding down the couch and having fun and eventually pushed her. What I thought was going to happen was she would slide down, have fun, and it would be my turn. Unfortunately, that did not happen. She fell and started crying. My parents then rushed over to her and asked he what happened, as they did not see me push her. The thing is, when she fell, she fell directly on top of her arm. Her arm looked very swollen and limp, so they got worried that it might be broken. Both my parents then rounded up me and my older sister, Cameron in the car. We drove to the doctors and had many x-rays done. I remember sitting in a waiting room for a very long time in a very uncomfortable wooden chair. They finally got the results back of the x-rays after what felt like many hours, which most likely wasn’t the case as I was very little and easily bored. Me and my mother then went back in the room, where the doctor held up the x-ray of my sister's arm. He pointed to what looked like a small crack in her bone and stated that was where the break was. We then had to wait even longer for her to get a cast on. After the process of getting the cast on, my sister walked out with a bright pink cast up her whole left arm. She had to wear it for two months, I then started to feel guilty as my sister was frustrated by the cast and how it restricted her from doing activities with friends and sports. I decided to apologize as I felt very guilty about the pain I caused my sister. However, she never accepted my apology, as she was very mad. Once I put myself in her shoes, I realized how horrible the situation was and how I would be mad also if it happened to me. This made me even more guilty, wanting her to grant my forgiveness even more badly. I tried to make it up to her by taking care of her, which consisted of getting her favorite stuffed animals and favorite snacks.At this point the guilt was eating away at me and I wanted forgiveness more than anything. She realized how bad I felt and eventually forgave me. I was so relieved as she finally forgave me, something I was wishing to get for days.

When I pushed my sister off a couch for my own benefit, she broke her arm and struggled to forgive me. This impacted me in a negative way and made me feel guilty and miserable. I learned to always think before what you do because if I had known that she could get hurt, I would not have pushed her. I also learned that when I don’t forgive someone, it can make them feel bad like I had, and to always take their feelings into consideration.To conclude, forgiveness is a valuble action that should be considered when the person learns from their mistakes.

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