My Wine Fridge
I sat in my room crying. Oh, I was not crying out of sadness. I was crying out of appreciation. I did not understand how my friend could be so nice to me after I was so cruddy to her lately. I was a bit mean to her, and it was not warranted. I did apologize to her, and she did forgive me. She did not have to do that, though.
I came home from work today, and I saw a brand new wine refrigerator right in the middle of my living room. I stood there in shock and disbelief. On the side of the refrigerator, there was a note. It read: I love you, and I forgive you. To show you I appreciate our friendship, I got you this because it is what you always wanted.
I could not understand why she was going out of her way for me. I mean, it should have been the other way around. I should have been buying her something and writing her a note because I was cruddy to her. I love her a lot. I really need to be nice to her and stop acting like a jerk. I promise I will be kinder to her.