I sat in my room shaking. I was told a week ago I was told that my parents were getting divorced... but today my father moved out. It was all my fault. They always fought about me. My parents were in love till I came along.
Ding Ding
I rolled my eyes. I don't want to talk to anyone.
One new message from unknown number
What?
Unknown: It'll be okay.
Me: What?
Unknown: The divorce. It is not your fault.
Me: Who are you?
Unknown: Just someone who cares. It's not your fault.
Me: You know nothing.
Unknown: My parents are divorced. I blamed myself. But some people are just not meant to be together.
Me: But I don't want divorced parents.
Who is this person? I have only told one person and I know his phone number.
Why am I still talking to him?
The answer? He is actually helping.
Unknown: No one wants their parents divorced. Do you want them happy or together?
Me: I want Both.
Unknown: You can't have it both ways.
Me: Okay... I guess I want them happy.
Unknown: Okay. But they can't be happy together. You will get used to it soon. I promise.
Me: Thank you. Who are you?
He never replied.
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The Texter
Fiksi RemajaThere are 27 students in a class. Everyone of them has there own problem. No one knows how to handle their problems... Until they start getting anonymous messages. Who is it? How are they helping?
