It was evening and me and my pen-friend had an unexpected fight. To be honest, I let my anger out on her, again. I thought to myself 'Why do I keep messing things up?' I terribly regretted it and just wanted to go back time and change it into a happy memory. But, that just seemed ridiculous and impossible. I sighed while unlocking my door with the only keys I had and quickly hopped onto my bed, took out my phone and once again, went through the messages I wish I could delete. My name is Brea, just like the cheese but a lot more spoilt. I don't have the time for my introduction so, let me tell you what I had done.
I was walking to my university's gate and there, I heard a sound like 'pong' from my phone. Or you could rather call it a vibration. I was tired so, I didn't bother reading it and left it at that. Lunch time, I got another 'pong' like sound but, again, ignored it and left it at that. Home time, another 'pong' but, still didn't bother reading it. And while it was 3 am at my place, three vibrations came from my phone which I got irritated with and finally planned on reading them.
7 AM
My pen-friend: Yo! Ready to start the day with some funny texts?
10:46 AM
My pen-friend: You usually reply right when I text you? Anything serious came up?
1:54 PM
My pen-friend: I'm getting kind of worried about you right now. Are you alright?
3:01 AM
My pen-friend: why aren't you texting back? If there's any problem, let me know right away.
3:02 AM
My pen-friend: Am I irritating you or something? Don't feel like talking?
3:02 am
My pen-friend: Not feeling well?
'I really don't feel like replying.. wait.. wait! I mustn't say this! Friends should reply back to friends! Yeah!' I thought, forcing my fingers to type 'I'm really sorry to make you worry, Alesha. I'm alright. Just got a headache lol.'
Yep. Her's name's Alesha. Surpised? Nah, just kidding. So, just quickly as I sent my text, she was quick to reply with a 'yay! You finally got online. By the way, I just bought this new gown because I'm going on a prom with my boyfriend! Fancy, right?' ugh, I hate that part of her. Always talking about her boyfriend and about her looks. It's not jealously that run over my body, it was the cowardliness. I simply replied with a 'Good for you' text and stared at the screen. I was about to sleep. Really close to sleep. But, that had to be broken by my pen-friend. I got really angry that I didn't bother reading her text or whatever it was and cursed her in the text I sent. With that, she didn't reply for 3 days.
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Fact: This is based on a real story, just that I changed the names lol.
So, I plan on writing this story about Brea, a girl who didn't have friends she could meet but, had friends she couldn't meet with. Right now.. I'm really tired and want to sheep (sleep) but can't because Mum's sitting next to me. Lolol. Save me.
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Pen-friends Are All I Have
Non-FictionBrea, a 23 year university student finds it hard to make friends in her university so, makes friends from apps so, she only has pen-friends. She unexpectedly got into a fight with one of her pen-friend, Alesha and now has to fix it. But, how? Let's...
