Deviation Actions
Literature Text
Once, there was a girl, who was surrounded by a great many friends. She spent a great deal of time with all of them, they were the only people she knew. These friends would help her, make her laugh and just do crazy things with her, not caring about the world around them.
Thing were well in this world until, one day, a person outside became jealous. They resolved to take all the girls friends and make them their own. The thought of many ways in which to do this, but they settled on poisoning their minds to leave. This surely was the wickedest scheme that had ever been made.
Slowly this person brought doubt into the girls friend's minds. Was behaving like this right? Was there something she had that they wanted? Was she really horrid about them when they weren't around? These thoughts plagued the minds of the girls friends and slowly, they began to leave.
Soon, the girl noticed she was all alone, her friends had gone. Distraught, she sat and wept, how could her friends have all left her? She had been nothing but nice to all of them, why would they leave?
After a time, a figure came along. It noticed the girl and went to them. "Why are you crying?" they asked softly? "My friends.. have all gone" she wept, "They have all left me and I don't know why."
The figure looked around, indeed, they were quite alone. They smiled softly at the girl "People come and go. If they are truly your friends they'll return." It held out a hand, offering it to the girl, "If you'll let me, I'll walk with you and help you find friends, not people." The girl was confused. "But, what about my old friends?"
The figure said softly, "If they are truly your friends, they will return. When people leave, there is always the chance to meet new friends." The figure remained still, their hand outstretched, "May I walk with you?" The girl blinked, looking wide eyed at the figure. Slowly, they stood up, "Who are you?" the girl asked, wary of this person
The figure bowed their head slightly, remaining silent. After a time, they spoke, "I am your guardian. I am always with you. I am the voice you hear when you are alone. I am the one who helps you to think. I mean you no harm."
The girl smiled and took her guardian's hand "Thank you," she said, softly. Slowly, the two walked off, the last words being heard, "my pleasure"
I know this is a little bit of a step change for me, but I felt like making this (and I was encouraged to post it).
This was a short story that came to me that I felt could help others who were feeling alone.
I hope you like it.