The Diverse Turtle
Frank was a
little turtle who had a smooth and gleaming shell that was green. His feet,
tail, head, and spots were neon green. Although Frank looked like a typical turtle,
he couldn’t help but wish his shell wasn’t so crooked. It had been like this
all his life and he had grown used to looking different from the other turtles.
Frank decided to take a stroll one day and decided to stop in the park. The
trees were swaying in the strong but graceful breeze. The sun was so bright it
was as if it were smiling. The gorgeous clouds were calling to come and relax.
He spotted an old feeble rickety bench to sit on. Just as he was creeping up
the frail outdated bench, he spotted a magnificent Schnauzer. He quickly
recognized that it was Brian, the bully. Frank tried to straighten his shell
fast, he now wished for a straight shell more than ever before.
He suddenly heard little foot steps
behind him. Frank knew he had to accept facts, Brian, the bully had come up to
him! “Hey, yeah you, what’s with the crooked shell?” Brian shouted right to Frank’s
face. Frank had known one day someone would make fun of his shell, and there it
was, the moment Frank had worried about. All Frank could sadly whisper was “Stop.”
Brian just laughed and said, “I feel bad for you, oh wait no, I don’t.” He just
walked away and laughed some more. Now Frank just lay on the bench crying.
He had no
water, food, and no one to play with. Frank’s eyes were hurting because he had
been crying so much. He must have fallen asleep for a while because when he
woke up he turned and saw Brian was sitting right next to him. Little Frank got
scared and fell off the bench. Brian seemed surprised that somebody would be so
scared of him. “Are you ok?” asked Brian. He was astonished, why would Brian,
the bully ask him if he was
ok. “Yeah, I’m fine.” Frank said nervously. “Hey listen,” said Brian, “I’m sorry about
what happened earlier, it wasn’t right.” “It’s alright,” Frank began to say but
Brian interrupted him “Wait you didn’t let me finish, everybody’s diverse and
that’s what makes them special. “It’s
alright,” Frank said.
“I
noticed you appear hungry and lonely, I was just headed towards a pond, want to
come,” Brian asked Frank. “Sure,” Frank answered. Frank had a good feeling that
Brian was trying to be nice so he took his chances. So the two, soon to be
friends, walked down to the old pond. “Here you can eat all you want!” said
Brian. Frank said “Thanks” excitedly and jumped in for a meal of his life time.
“I got bullied when I was young,” Brian said out of the blue. “I bullied you
because I wanted you to feel the same pain I did, I’m sorry again and I was
wondering if we could be friends.” “I accept your apology and I would love to
be friends,” replied Frank happily.
Brian
thought for a minute, and decided, from that day on, never to bully again.
Frank hoped he would never have to go through what had happened today, ever
again. After their meal, Frank and Brian strolled through the park together
like old friends.
