❝I'm not crazy.❞
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in which a girl with agoraphobia messages an unknown person one day, marking the start of a bond that grows stronger with each conversation.
When I was young, lots of the boys in my class used to send me letters and flowers as a sign of friendship. But when I went mad at the age of ten, everything stopped.
No letters, no flowers, no smiles nothing. All that I got was weird and odd stares and everyone distanced themselves away from me.
Look J, I don't need to hear all this. And I don't mean this in a bad way. It's just that I'll only feel more sad which only makes things worse for me.
I understand.
I'm really sorry for my behaviour earlier. I seem to do this a lot.
I want to get mad, or rather I should be mad, but I'm not and I cannot be. This effect that you have on me, J, I don't know what it is.
Neither do I.
But maybe I should stop talking to you completely. I mean you don't keep on conversing with someone who you randomly messaged. It is not right.
Don't act crazy. I love talking to you. Don't think that at all, please.
I amsorry, but this idea or rather thought has already been planted in my mind since the last time we conversed with each other.
But um before I go, please tell me how is your trip going.
Hello?
It is going good. I mean we saw lots of amazing places, and we took heaps of pictures.
Though my friend and ex problem isn't doing much good.
Oh.
What? No advice like you offered before? Where'd all that go, huh?
Well Francis, I'm a person with my own problems. I'm no good to you, am I?
Why don't you just leave then?
Bye.
Bye.
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