Just A Dream

A New Friend or Two

Hey! Hey! (MC)! Hiya! Let's go to the park today!

Well nice to meet you. My name is [_____].

Hey (Y/N)! How ya doin'??

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There is no easy way for me to do this. It's never easy letting someone go.

But I'm going to have to do this.

I'm afraid I need to come to terms with this.

It's been years. I can't just expect you to remember me, much less even talk to me, especially when I just.. left without saying goodbye. I need to accept the fact that we are not friends, and most likely will never be again. Even if it pains me.

But I can't say something like this to your face.

I could never.

Instead, I will simply write you something. When the time is right, once I am sure of this, I will give it to you. I do not expect a reaction. I do not expect to take any longer than just giving it to you.

Think of it as an apology letter.

After all, I'm sorry for what I did, for leaving so abruptly the way I did. I feel so fucking horrible for that. I wish I could still talk to you, that I was confident enough in myself to talk to you. I should've talked to you when I still had the chance.

I never knew how much you meant to me, until it was too late.

Now I'm sitting here. Working on this letter.. This letter, that will help me let go.

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(Your PoV:)

I'm blinking my eyes at the odd sight before me.

"Are you okay?" asked the.. girl?.. with one eye..?

I couldn't respond.

"I believe [he/she/they] [is/are] in shock."

I look over to the girl's side, only to see something possibly the most terrifying thing I've ever seen; some.. thing.. covered with eyes and mouths, but having a human outline, whatever it was, it looked like a shadow that had grown eyes and mouths.

Wait.. what is that thing holding? Oh shit, are those..? My god, those are human teeth, lovely.. Better hope it doesn't tear my teeth out of my mouth.

"Who are you..?" I ask again.

"Oh right, we haven't answered that question of yours!" Cat-Eye replied.

"My name is Spade, and this is my friend Sirus."

"Oh.."

"Yep my pronouns are [she/her] and Sirus' are [he/it]." Spade continued.

[He/it]? Never heard that one before.. then again I've never seen or experienced anything like this either.

"So, what's your name?" Spade asked.

"Hmm? Oh right, I never introduced myself.. My name is (Y/N), you can call me (N/N) or (MC) if you'd like though."

"I like your name! It's really pretty! Don't you think so, Sirus?"

"I will admit, I've never heard it before.. Or maybe I have and simply forgot. It is a nice name though."

"Anyways, do you wanna hang out with us (N/N)??"

I was going to respond, but I couldn't. I got the same feeling from earlier. Like my mouth was sewn shut.

"Oh you've gotta go now? Aww.. I wanted to hang out some first.. Oh well, guess there's always next time! Oh, and here!"
Spade takes out a piece of paper and pen, writes on the paper some, then folds it up and hands it to me. I take it without thinking.
"This is my phone number, I also gave you Sirus' number, because why not, call or text me if you wanna hang out!"

I nodded, and even though I had no intention of saying anything, I still spoke.

"Alright. See ya soon!"

It was odd to feel my body work against my will.

"Bye bye (N/N)!"

"Goodbye (MC)."

And with that, my body began to move on it's own again, walking through the tall mushrooms, through the tall grass, passing by winged eyes, overly large butterflies, and animals so small and soft, they looked like plush animals rather than real ones.

It was surreal here, odd even. But it also had a comforting sense, as well as a strange beauty to it. 
I put the neatly folded piece of paper and gently tucked it away in my pocket. 

I continued to walk for a bit, when suddenly, everything sounded muffled, my movements growing slower. And then it all faded away.

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Next thing I know, I'm back on a sidewalk.

I'm sitting on a bench at the bus stop. I'm pretty close to home right now. I didn't get anything stolen. But.. how did I get here? When did I get here? Why stop here instead of heading straight home?

Slowly, I stand up. And I start walking home.

Whilst walking, however, I put my hands into my pockets, when I feel something.

I slow down.

I never put anything in my pockets today though?

I take it out, revealing a folded piece of paper. My heart skips a beat. I slowly unfold it as my footsteps come to a complete stop. I unfold it and see.. 

...

Alright what is this.. this.. these are Spade and Sirus' phone numbers..?

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