I think I just lost a good friend because of this.

Okay I’m just gonna make this short. Here’s the story of my dream on my birthday. It might come true. It might not. But seeing as I just ruined the chances of it happening, I guess it’s going to remain just that. A dream.

I only told this story to two people. Two of my friends. One is an old friend whom I’ve told most of my stories. Be it true stories or just stories that I made up. And the other…

I don’t know anymore. I just hope we’re still friends. We just began to be friends this year. And we were getting pretty close. Or I wouldn’t have shared this story. I just hope things between us doesn’t get too weird to the point of us not speaking again. Just because of this story. I want things to go back to the way it used to be.  This was just a dream. It doesn’t mean anything. I hope you know that.

That is, of course, if you’re reading this anyway. If not, then…
I guess it’s been swell to know you after all this time.

I only told those two. But be aware that that story was not the full version. I only told you two a part of the story. And the way it progresses. The actual story is… slightly different.

So the story. The dream story. Sorry if I was a little late in posting this. I wanted to put this up before but something came up. Anyway here’s the true full version of it. This is the first time I wrote a story in about two years. So be nice.

Grab a comfy chair, take a cupcake and read on.

                                                                                       

It was late in the afternoon. Maybe about an hour before the sun would set. That was what we’ve been waiting for all this time.

It was just after the big exam. Gone like the wind were the stress and frustration. Everything that relates to school, books and exam papers were soon forgotten.

We, my friends and I, decided to make a gathering so we could all enjoy the freedom together. Or at least tried to make one. It was one of those last minute type of parties. We sent messages through SMS, emails, instant messages and even on Facebook.

The rules were simple.
We would have the gathering at the beach so casual wear were to be expected.
So no fuss on what to wear. Come in ragged clothes for all we care. 
Everyone have to bring food and drinks. No food/drinks, don’t even bother coming.
The last and most important rule, we were to have some serious fun.

Simple enough, right?

Invitations were sent to everyone. And everyone came.
Everyone was there. Ex-PAPians, ex-PJNers, SMSAkies and even the scholarshippers came. Everyone who knew everyone was there. No one was left out. We were finally free. We were finally together. We were finally one.

And it was fun.

Everyone was chatting. Everyone was laughing. Everyone was playing.
Everyone was having fun without a care in the world. It was still a wonder just a few weeks before that, we were having our exams. Exams that would truly decide our fates from then on. Looking at this scene before me, it almost felt like watching...

It felt like watching a group of children playing.

I don’t know how. I don’t know why. But then everyone started to move towards the water. Some were running. Some were walking. But everyone was moving nonetheless.

Except me.

I decided to stay behind. I guess I just wanted some peace and quiet. So I picked a nice piece of log on the beach and sat down, facing the endless sea and my friends playing.

It was nice.

I looked up to the sky and basked in the warm light. The cool feeling of the wind blowing past me, filling the scene. Lost in the sounds of the crashing waves and the laughter of stress-free friends.

At first it was like a big group but as my friends move closer to the water, they began to move apart. Some in groups of twos. Others in groups of fours or fives. Little by little, everyone was by themselves again. Laughing and playing in the water.

It was as if everything was perfect. Well, almost perfect anyway.

Why almost, you ask?

Because even with all the fun and games, even with all the laughter and joy, I still felt something different. Yes, I was happy. And yet, I felt sad.

Maybe because I was alone. Maybe seeing all my friends having fun without me, left me all by myself. Maybe it was because of this, I felt sad?

Or maybe, just maybe, it was because of something else.

I sat there. All alone and sad. And yet happy and relieved, watching my friends having fun, splashing about in the water, having the time in their life, together.

I sat there. Busy with my own thoughts. Thinking about how much fun my friends were having. And I was thinking about my life. What it represented. What it means to this people I called my friends. What I’ve been doing with it up till that moment in time.

Have I been doing the right thing all this time?
Is this the life that I’m supposed to live?
Is this what I want?

I kept thinking about these questions in my head. Over and over again. And to each of these questions, I could only come up with one answer.

I am not sure.

It wasn’t because the questions were hard or difficult to understand. In fact, they were easy. Too easy to get them wrong. I guess I haven’t reach that time in my life when I could just simply give an answer to those age old questions.

As I sat there, I felt a presence. It wasn’t like a ghost or anything bad. But somehow I felt someone standing me. Looking at me. Next thing I knew, my ears were being pulled.

“Hehe. Sorry man. I had to snap you out of that trance. You looked like so serious there. C'mon. You should be having fun. It’s because of you we finally got the chance to meet today. Now smile, man!”

It was someone I knew. A close friend maybe. But I wasn’t sure. I didn’t quite look at who it was. That person sat down next to me. Looking at our friends and smiling at them. I just continued to sit there quietly, on that log. And as if by an unseen force, I began to smile.

“There you go. Hehe. Man, you seriously should stop being so tense and emo. Relax. It’s nice day to have some fun. Anyway why are you here and not there?”

That person pointed towards the sea and the scene where my friends were obviously having fun. I said that I just wanted some peace and quiet. That I wanted to think. I wonder why I didn’t say the real reason I was sitting there. And then I asked the same question back. I asked for a reason why was that person sitting there, instead of playing with our friends.

“Well, I saw you here all alone, with your usual serious expression. And I thought you could use some company. But if you don’t want me here, then I guess I could just go…”

Before that person could leave, I quickly grabbed that person’s arm and pulled it back down.

“Hahaha ouch. Break off my arm, why don’t you? Hehe. Anyway, I could use some peace and quiet too. I think I had too much to drink there.”

That person suddenly grabbed hold of my shoulder, bracing as if disoriented. But the smile and soft laughter, made the ‘act’ funny than being serious.

“And besides… I wanted to be with you.”

Hearing that, the part of me that felt sad up to that point, just faded away.

                                                                                       

Hahaha I think that’s enough for now. I’ll continue the story another time. It was getting a little too long anyway. Don’t wanna bore you guys, now do I? Xp

Anyway I hope you like reading it until the end of this post. Coz I really do like writing it. Makes me want to write more. Lol Xp

So I guess this is the end for now. Look out for part two, okay guys? See you next time. Xp

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