Sad Short Love Stories
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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.
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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.
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"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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