Chapter 6: Love And Tolerate
I don't think I was fully unconscious because although I couldn't see or move, I was still able to hear everything going on around me. "Move! Move it!" I heard Jesse say. Then I heard a teacher's voice telling everyone to scram. The bathroom was literally only a few feet away from the office so she was able to drag me there into the health room in to time at all. My face felt very cold all of a sudden so I imagined that the nurse put an ice pack on me. Then the rest of my body felt cold. She was probably putting ice packs on all the bruises those students gave me.
After a half hour, which felt like only about five minutes to me, I started to wake up. My body still hurt so incredibly much. I looked around only to see that Jesse was still with me. "Why did you let them hurt you?" she asked me. I realized that I could now probably talk again. "I-I had to." I said. "Why!" she yelled. "Because I'm a Brony. I had to love and tolerate them." I said. She stared at me for a few seconds and then started talking again. "James, I didn't know you were so caught up in the Brony fandom. Why would you listen to something like that?" she asked. "Because. It's a good message. Imagine what the world would be like if everyone loved and tolerated all the problems on Earth. There would be no war and peace everywhere." I said. Jesse closed her eyes. "Maybe so, but at what point do you become a part of those problems when you choose to love and tolerate the intolerable?" she asked. I stayed silent. "You think about that. I have to get back to class." she said. Jesse walked over to me and gave me a kiss on my forehead.
Maybe she was right. Maybe we the Bronies didn't have to love and tolerate absolutely everything. Maybe, things could change...I slowly drifted off. Back to sleep.
