Arch Enemies - A Spiritual Short Story
By Laura Cade | On September 8, 2006 | In Spirituality | Rated 
Katrina represents the light of the world, while Candy embodies the exact opposite. How long will these two clashingly co-exist before something radical happens that alters their futures forever?
There once was an extremely bright little girl named Katrina. She lived in a red brick house with her mom, dad, and little brother, Nicky. They were a happy family with very little conflict, and they were always there for each other no matter what. Katrina attended Bridge of Hope elementary where she had recently started the third grade. Most of the other kids in her grade liked her and thoroughly enjoyed her company. That is, everyone except for Candy.
Now, don’t be fooled by the name; this girl was anything but sweet. She was the nastiest, meanest girl in the whole school; possibly even in the whole world. She would pick on the other kids for no reason at all. If they were in her way while she was lumbering down the hallway then that was enough reason for her to shove them out of the way. That’s another thing: she was BIG. Not in the fat kind of way, either: she was all muscle.
It’s been said that she enjoys using her little siblings as hand weights every night before bed, and she pops steroids like there’s no tomorrow. One thing was for sure, though: there’s no one she hated more than that little wench, Katrina.
She didn’t understand how anyone could be so perpetually happy. It was as if Katrina was born with a smile on her face, and it just stayed that way. Katrina is the stark opposite of Candy, and as far as she was concerned that made them arch enemies.
Needless to say, Katrina avoided Candy like the plague. It wasn't so much that she was afraid (Katrina was too at peace to be afraid) she just thought that nothing good could ever come from a confrontation between them. She didn't quite understand why Candy hated her, but she simply accepted it as just the way things are.
On one drizzly October morning, however, Candy had had enough. Even though she didn't actually see Katrina very often, images of her bubbly, smiley cuteness invaded her mind relentlessly. It had gotten to the point where it was actually keeping her awake at night. That was the last straw. No one should be able to have that effect on her—especially not a skinny little ditzy twerp like Katrina. As soon as she got to school, she hunted her down like prey; she went in for the kill.
When Candy spotted her, she was bent over the drinking fountain by the girl’s bathroom. "Ah ha ha," she thought, "Easy target." She barreled down the hallway, making the crowd part like the Red Sea. She picked up speed as she was now twenty yards away from the bulls eye, ten, five... WHAM!!! She ran smack into the drinking fountain after Katrina innocently started walking away a mere second before Candy would have made her mark.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" laughter rang out from the very large crowd of students who had gathered around to watch the spectacular sight. Meanwhile, Candy sat there, too stunned to speak or even think for a moment.
Then the humiliation kicked in. Katrina watched, dumbfounded, expecting to be clocked a good one at any second until a very surprising thing happened: Candy started crying. The big bully who had the power to frighten even the teachers with her uncontrollable rage was sitting on the concrete sobbing her eyes out. At first, no one knew what to do with this sight for it felt like it went against nature, but then everyone came to their senses and laughed louder and harder than before. "What a baby!!" "You need a hug, you big baby?!" "Look at the big baby, crying her eyes out!" The jeering went on for awhile until everyone grew bored and one by one the crowd disappeared. Everyone that is, except for Katrina.
She knelt by the crying Candy, who was mostly just sniffling now with a few whimpers here and there. Katrina cautiously reached an arm out and laid it lightly across the girl’s massive shoulders. Startled, Candy sat up with a start and looked over at the smiling Katrina. This time, however, she wasn’t annoyed by it. Katrina got to her feet, and extended a tentative hand towards the now quiet Candy, which was then left hanging for one long minute. Finally, Candy stretched her arm up shyly as the other girl took it and struggled to raise her to her feet.
From that day forward, the girls spent as much time together as they could get away with. I guess it’s true what they say: opposites do attract.
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Laura is dedicated to encouraging others to lead more enlightened lives through her vivid and imaginative stories. While much of her inspiration comes from the books she has read, even more comes from delving deep within herself to understand universal truths.
You can read more of her stories athttp://www.Spiritual-Short-Stories.com
Now, don’t be fooled by the name; this girl was anything but sweet. She was the nastiest, meanest girl in the whole school; possibly even in the whole world. She would pick on the other kids for no reason at all. If they were in her way while she was lumbering down the hallway then that was enough reason for her to shove them out of the way. That’s another thing: she was BIG. Not in the fat kind of way, either: she was all muscle.
It’s been said that she enjoys using her little siblings as hand weights every night before bed, and she pops steroids like there’s no tomorrow. One thing was for sure, though: there’s no one she hated more than that little wench, Katrina.
She didn’t understand how anyone could be so perpetually happy. It was as if Katrina was born with a smile on her face, and it just stayed that way. Katrina is the stark opposite of Candy, and as far as she was concerned that made them arch enemies.
Needless to say, Katrina avoided Candy like the plague. It wasn't so much that she was afraid (Katrina was too at peace to be afraid) she just thought that nothing good could ever come from a confrontation between them. She didn't quite understand why Candy hated her, but she simply accepted it as just the way things are.
On one drizzly October morning, however, Candy had had enough. Even though she didn't actually see Katrina very often, images of her bubbly, smiley cuteness invaded her mind relentlessly. It had gotten to the point where it was actually keeping her awake at night. That was the last straw. No one should be able to have that effect on her—especially not a skinny little ditzy twerp like Katrina. As soon as she got to school, she hunted her down like prey; she went in for the kill.
When Candy spotted her, she was bent over the drinking fountain by the girl’s bathroom. "Ah ha ha," she thought, "Easy target." She barreled down the hallway, making the crowd part like the Red Sea. She picked up speed as she was now twenty yards away from the bulls eye, ten, five... WHAM!!! She ran smack into the drinking fountain after Katrina innocently started walking away a mere second before Candy would have made her mark.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" laughter rang out from the very large crowd of students who had gathered around to watch the spectacular sight. Meanwhile, Candy sat there, too stunned to speak or even think for a moment.
Then the humiliation kicked in. Katrina watched, dumbfounded, expecting to be clocked a good one at any second until a very surprising thing happened: Candy started crying. The big bully who had the power to frighten even the teachers with her uncontrollable rage was sitting on the concrete sobbing her eyes out. At first, no one knew what to do with this sight for it felt like it went against nature, but then everyone came to their senses and laughed louder and harder than before. "What a baby!!" "You need a hug, you big baby?!" "Look at the big baby, crying her eyes out!" The jeering went on for awhile until everyone grew bored and one by one the crowd disappeared. Everyone that is, except for Katrina.
She knelt by the crying Candy, who was mostly just sniffling now with a few whimpers here and there. Katrina cautiously reached an arm out and laid it lightly across the girl’s massive shoulders. Startled, Candy sat up with a start and looked over at the smiling Katrina. This time, however, she wasn’t annoyed by it. Katrina got to her feet, and extended a tentative hand towards the now quiet Candy, which was then left hanging for one long minute. Finally, Candy stretched her arm up shyly as the other girl took it and struggled to raise her to her feet.
From that day forward, the girls spent as much time together as they could get away with. I guess it’s true what they say: opposites do attract.
END
Laura is dedicated to encouraging others to lead more enlightened lives through her vivid and imaginative stories. While much of her inspiration comes from the books she has read, even more comes from delving deep within herself to understand universal truths.
You can read more of her stories athttp://www.Spiritual-Short-Stories.com