Sad Love Stories
Text Mate Part 1
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My cellphone's beeping sound woke me up one night. Used
to receiving important messages only, I grabbed my cellphone
and sleepily pressed the keys and read the message.
"Hi there! Care 2 b my txtmate?"
Not knowing who the sender was, I deleted the message
right away and placed the phone on my bedside table. I
tried to go back to sleep. I had just closed my eyes when
I heard the message tone again.
"Hi there, again! Care 2 b my txtmate?" again,
the message said.
"Who the hell could this be asking for a textmate
at the wee hours of the night?" I asked myself.
Again, I deleted the message without bothering to reply.
I was never a 'textmaniac' - someone who enjoys texting
anyone and everyone even in the wee hours of the night,
not to mention during the day. My parents who were always
abroad, forced me to own a cellphone. They told me that
having one was more convenient - they could monitor me
even if they're miles away.
I wanted to turn the cellphone off. However, since my
mother was fond of calling me at night just to check if
I am safe at home, I decided not to.
Just as I was about to close my eyes and return to my
dreamless sleep, the phone beeped again. It was from the
same number! Such determination!
"Ply reply 2 dis msg & b an angel & save
me frm dis abyss of emptiness!"
I never knew why but the message struck me. I got up
and pressed the keys. I realized I was replying to the
message.
"Im not an angel, n if u want som1 2 save u, Im
not superman. Im just a simple person whom u woke up in
d mid of d nite! Nway, do I know u?" I typed.
Seconds later came the reply.
"Nope. U don't know dis lonely soul. Nor does she
know u. But I want 2 b ur frnd. I'm Mikaella Cervantes.
U?"
"Just call me Julius. How did u get my no.?"
I sent back.
"Hi Julius, nice 2 meet u. Just shuffled the last
two digits of mine" she replied.
That was the first and maybe the last time I met someone
over the cellphone.
We exchanged messages and learned so much about each
other that night. We only said goodbye when my alarm clock
rang at 5 a.m.! I had to prepare for school!
And that was also how it all started. There wouldn’t
be a day without a loving and thoughtful message from
her. It was only then I learned to appreciate text messages
and become eager and excited everytime my phone beeped,
hoping it would be her.
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