This piece was a response to “Bread” by Maragaret Atwood. The assignment was to respond to the story by using it as inspiration for your own piece.
It might help to be familiar with “Bread” before reading this piece; however, I don’t think it is absolutely necessary.
If you are interested in the original story, you can find it here.
Imagine a perfect friend. Not just any friend, and most certainly not a friend you currently have. No, this is a perfect friend. The most suitable being to accompany you through life’s many journeys. The ideal compliment to you. The yin to your yang. The peanut butter to your jelly. The Laurel to your Hardy. Precision, bliss, and harmony, until one of you uses the other for your own personal gain. Thus putting an alarming kink into your relationship. You stop talking to each other and even go as far as no longer exchanging Christmas cards.
Imagine absolute loneliness. You sit by yourself with no one and nothing to accompany you. You are bored, sad, angry, and deserted. Nothing of interest happens and if it did, you have no one to share it with. Isolated and alone, you are the definition of misery. Then all of a sudden, a friend appears. You are elated at first, but upon further examination you have some reservations. After being alone for so long, you consider whether this friend is real. Is this a true friend or just someone planning to take advantage of your need to bond with another being? Ulterior motives may be present and you should possibly proceed with caution. The other burning question is whether or not this person really exists or is a mere figment of your lonely imagination.
You stare at the person longingly and analyze your stance on this issue. In the end, you decide to throw caution to the wind. You will now have a friend, and will no longer feel abandoned and alone. You don’t care to know the truth. Is your friend is out to gain something more than your friendship? Does your new friend even actually exist as a being? It makes no difference to you. You don’t want to know for sure, as you have come to the conclusion that ignorance is bliss.
And with that you lock hands with your friend and march happily into the sunset together, anticipating the many Christmas cards you will exchange in the years to come.