Dear Departed

#ONE

                                    JAMES

             There I was sitting in my wheelchair in front of monalisa's painting with a glass of red wine in my hand. I looked at each detail of the painting because this is something that I was always affectionate towards since I was a kid. I loved the effect of it,how her gaze followed me and how she smiled with my mood. My wine was already sucked and I tried to reach for the wine bottle but I couldn't.
I got in this wheelchair when I was just a 7 year old,an fatal car accident caused this. I excelled everything just to get rid of the name of being disabled but that didn't work at all so growing up,I excepted that I'm disabled but I excelled things more than just a human so I'm enough however I'm.
                        From being kicked off my wheelchair to getting vandalized by their words,I kept going,making myself bigger and better. Whenever I got home injured because the bullies used to beat me as I looked vulnerable physically,my mom was never there to take care of me and support me because she always remains in the bed, motionless from years. I've been craving to hear her voice,her touch from years.
                           Since my mom has been like this,my life changed,It felt more like a game because we were betrayed by our own parts of life.
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        At last the bottle of wine was empty  and the door bell rang. My assistant,not only my business assistant but more like a friend,David opened the door and it revealed a post man. He handed a letter and a small parcel to David. He signed a paperwork handed by the postman and closed the door. I was there far behind, David came and handed me the letter and the parcel.

"James, it's for you" He said

"But who'll send me those,I don't have anyone who's distant" I said

"I don't know" He shrugged "first read the letter and reveale the parcel, Maybe then you'll know who is it"

"Fine" I said

                     I pulled my wheelchair to the lift which ended up to the floor where my room is. I entered my room and closed the door. I looked at this suspicious letter which was inside a white envelope which looked expressionless and numb to me. The parcel was wrapped with a blue colored smooth paper which had floral print on it. It looked kinda old fashioned wrapper. I slowly opened the envelope to reveal the letter to myself. The paper was folded in three parts. I unfolded them.
It wrote-
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    Dear departed
A few days ago,I came across our written conversation in a notebook Which was from a long time back, when we didn't even knew that we're going to get parted, when we used to promise each other that whatever happens we'll stay together. At times,I almost picked up my phone to call you but it hit me that now I must be just a stranger to you. It's been years since we last talked, since we spoked to each other. If someone would've asked me years back,if I could keep any secret from you,I would've grinned and told that how can I keep a secret from you because in this whole Galaxy you were the only star that kept my secret to himself, igniting it. If that 'someone' would've asked me years back,if I could see or explain my life without your presence,I would've laughed (but in fear of it) and said NO. But look where we are,we even started keeping secrets and now we're even without each other. I won't lie saying that I didn't thought of you. I almost felt like running back to you when I talked about you to someone but just as a stranger. I've no fear admitting that I miss you a lot because it's true,I really do. There have been times when I tended to connect back to you at any cost then I reminded myself that maybe we're not the same as we were before, Maybe I'm not the same person I was before. And it's so surprisingly sad because for the longest time it seemed like you're the person who would stay in my life forever, but how long is forever?
A year,a month,a week,an hour,a minute,a second or just a moment? I don't know but I did hoped. I still hope that you don't hate me for walking away because I wasn't as strong as you and I'm still not. I'm sorry that I left you without any hint but I  became selfish that time. I thought leaving without letting you know would be easier for me but I forgot how difficult that would've been for you. They told me to distant you and hate you but how could I when it's you. If anything,it made it worse. I'm sorry that this is how it had to end for us. But I would like to thank you, thank you for being with me as long as we were together. You are the longest to stay with me. I would love to see us being friends again but I did only be spitting out false hope,more like a 'what if ' scenario.
I know we would never be the same again but if I ever see you again,I won't let you notice me because I don't want to call you away. I'll smile with no such message and walk away. The train of remains back to memories would hit me a little but I'm grateful that at least it won't hit you again. I'll be always grateful for the times we had together. I hope you are doing well. I hope you get everything you want and more in life you choose for yourself because I know you've gone through much more from a very young age.
You'll always hold a place in my heart.
Not yours anymore
Without wax
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It's dusk and dusk has always been a time for me when it opened up a new mystery. The letter has been come to me at exact dusk and now it was a new enigma. The letter made me curious to know who is it. I checked the envelope to figure out where was the letter sent from but there was no mark of anything except a stamp. The stamp was kinda familiar. I used to collect stamps and this one was the favorite of mine but I still doubt who is it. I hurried to open the parcel just beside me. It revealed..................