In the past I’ve done something horrible that I know (and knew then) was wrong. I’m not proud of it indeed it’s totally shameful. I've felt incredibly guilty about it for years now, and I believe that because of this I cannot call myself a "good person", even though I'm now a totally different person than I was when I did those horrible, cruel things to such a kind and gentle soul.
But there’s something I am unsure about: I know what I did was wrong but according to your religion, what exact sins did I commit?
This is what happened:
In 1996 I transferred to a new high school
I was put together with a lad called Gerald and in time we became friends
In 1998 me and a friend who was not as nice as Gerald played an elaborate trick on him because we thought he was naive and gullible:
Basically, we made him believe he was in a society for gifted young people, we called it The Calderdale Design Club - or CDC. I made stuff up using the desktop publishing program on my Windows 95 PC and mailed it to him, through the post.
At its height, we gave him an assessment to complete. We had him designing aeroplanes, writing essays, and gave him all other kinds of exercises to complete. I wrote a biography of a Formula One racing driver who used to be a pilot in the US Navy and made him answer questions about him and spot all the spelling mistakes and grammatical errors. He was called Ernst Fibenger. He was supposed to do this assessment under examination conditions but he cheated.
We then broke the news to him that the CDC did not exist. We were going to send him on a mission to find a non-existent house party on a local council estate but thought better of it as we didn't want to jeopardise his personal safety.
This is what happened:
Me: “Do you believe in fairies?”
Him: “No”
Me: “Do you believe in ghosts?”
Him: “No”
Me: “Do you believe in the Loch Ness monster?”
Him: “No”
Me: “Then why did you believe in the CDC?”
He then burst into tears and ran off to the teachers
They were shocked and could hardly believe what had happened
One of them suggested that he should get a certificate for his efforts, but I was adamant that he’d cheated
We went before the Head Teacher but didn’t actually receive any punishment whatsoever for what we had done. Not a single minute's detention.
I later had to go to a meeting where all our mothers (mine, Gerald’s, and the friend’s) were present and it turned out that Gerald cried himself to sleep when he went to bed on the day we told him the CDC wasn’t real. Which was something I could relate to as in the past I too had cried myself to sleep because of awful things people had done to me.
But the thing was, at this meeting I took all the blame, not the friend who wasn’t even there, he was away on a school trip. But his mother told him to stay away from me. Which he didn’t.
This was in 1998 and I was at that school until 1999. After all this happened the atmosphere there was awful and unpleasant. We had to share classes with Gerald and it just felt horrible. I was glad to leave that school.
At that time I disliked him intensely, but looking back he was a lovely, kind, soft person. He was totally benign. A lovely, lovely person. And I feel very bad about what we did to him.
I’ve found him on Facebook and have considered contacting him and apologising for being such a ****. But having seen his profile, he is a more successful human being than I am so he’s probably had the last laugh.
I wish him well and am pleased for him.
So, that’s the story.
Question: What sins would you say I committed against him?
But there’s something I am unsure about: I know what I did was wrong but according to your religion, what exact sins did I commit?
This is what happened:
In 1996 I transferred to a new high school
I was put together with a lad called Gerald and in time we became friends
In 1998 me and a friend who was not as nice as Gerald played an elaborate trick on him because we thought he was naive and gullible:
Basically, we made him believe he was in a society for gifted young people, we called it The Calderdale Design Club - or CDC. I made stuff up using the desktop publishing program on my Windows 95 PC and mailed it to him, through the post.
At its height, we gave him an assessment to complete. We had him designing aeroplanes, writing essays, and gave him all other kinds of exercises to complete. I wrote a biography of a Formula One racing driver who used to be a pilot in the US Navy and made him answer questions about him and spot all the spelling mistakes and grammatical errors. He was called Ernst Fibenger. He was supposed to do this assessment under examination conditions but he cheated.
We then broke the news to him that the CDC did not exist. We were going to send him on a mission to find a non-existent house party on a local council estate but thought better of it as we didn't want to jeopardise his personal safety.
This is what happened:
Me: “Do you believe in fairies?”
Him: “No”
Me: “Do you believe in ghosts?”
Him: “No”
Me: “Do you believe in the Loch Ness monster?”
Him: “No”
Me: “Then why did you believe in the CDC?”
He then burst into tears and ran off to the teachers
They were shocked and could hardly believe what had happened
One of them suggested that he should get a certificate for his efforts, but I was adamant that he’d cheated
We went before the Head Teacher but didn’t actually receive any punishment whatsoever for what we had done. Not a single minute's detention.
I later had to go to a meeting where all our mothers (mine, Gerald’s, and the friend’s) were present and it turned out that Gerald cried himself to sleep when he went to bed on the day we told him the CDC wasn’t real. Which was something I could relate to as in the past I too had cried myself to sleep because of awful things people had done to me.
But the thing was, at this meeting I took all the blame, not the friend who wasn’t even there, he was away on a school trip. But his mother told him to stay away from me. Which he didn’t.
This was in 1998 and I was at that school until 1999. After all this happened the atmosphere there was awful and unpleasant. We had to share classes with Gerald and it just felt horrible. I was glad to leave that school.
At that time I disliked him intensely, but looking back he was a lovely, kind, soft person. He was totally benign. A lovely, lovely person. And I feel very bad about what we did to him.
I’ve found him on Facebook and have considered contacting him and apologising for being such a ****. But having seen his profile, he is a more successful human being than I am so he’s probably had the last laugh.
I wish him well and am pleased for him.
So, that’s the story.
Question: What sins would you say I committed against him?