Welcome To My World

XXIX-A Letter to Margaret

Before this chapter, I just wanted to say that I've been this long without posting anything because I wasn't inspired, and also because it's summer, and let's be honest, most of us spend summer playing video games and making up a million excuses for not leaving home. Or is it just me?
Well, I'm getting off track here, I hope that you enjoy this chapter.
Summer... That magical time of the year when you don't have to wake up early to go to school, when you can stay home until whenever you want.
But for me, that also means spending days, or even weeks, without talking to my friends, which leads to me having thoughts like "Are they ignoring me?" or "Did I do something wrong?". Yeah, you could say that summer kinda triggers my paranoia. But I'm glad that this is just me being paranoid, because if it wasn't, I don't know what I would do. But well, *Ces't la vie*.
In summer, I also have a lot of time to think, and as long as I thought, my mind always went back to the last year, and to the one person that I had never talked to again since that time.
Margaret. She was my best friend, and I spent over a year not talking to her. Maybe it was because she let us drift apart, or maybe it was because I was scared that she wouldn't answer me. The truth is that I didn't have a reason.
Well, even if I wanted to talk to her, I couldn't, because I didn't have her phone number.
Well, that was about to change.
There's this group at WhatsApp where my friends from second grade were added, and then one of them added Margaret to that group chat.
Yeah...
I actually had some ideas on writing something telling her how sorry I was for letting our friendship tear apart. But I was scared of how she would react. I mean, the Margaret that I remember was a little bit homophobic, so I couldn't tell her everything that had been happening.
"Why am I so scared, I mean, she was my best friend...But what if she hates me now? What if I really screwed up? Well, I think that there's only one way to know..."
I spent the next afternoon switching between writing the text to Margaret, eating, and playing PS4. I get distracted easily.
In the end, it was something like this.
D- Hello Margaret, in case you no longer have my number, it's Daniel.
I've had a lot of time to think, and the thing I missed most this year was you, and I ended up coming to the conclusion that I was an idiot to you.
You were my best friend, and I let us get away, and with all the problems I was having at the end of the year, I forgot that I could never see you again. I admit I was a bit angry with you when you did that scene of "Jack's best friend," but with all the shit that's been happening this year, I realize you were only doing it because you cared about our friendship, and that you were afraid losing me too.And in the last year I realized that many of the people did not miss you and did not like you as much as I did. And that makes me think that I left you with a huge amount of possibly false friends.
You probably hate me for not talking to you for over a year, but believe me, I also think I was an idiot in doing this.
And I also wanted to say that I miss the breaks we spent together, because things were much simpler there. I know this message is huge, but I think I should have written it before. Better late than never.
If you do not want to respond to this message, it's okay, because the last thing I want to do is to drag you back to the dramas of this school, and believe me, they're worse.
Goodbye.

When I sent that text it was already 11p.m., so she was probably sleeping.
In the next day I woke up with almost twenty unanswered text messages. And when I read them, they almost brought tears to my eyes.
M- Wait, Daniel what?
M-Like, Daniel from school?
M-Dude, I don't know what to say.
M-How were you able to write a text this big?
M-Dude, what's your grade in English?
M-This text almost brought tears to my eyes.
M-I swear to god, dude
M-WTF
M-I don't have words, dude
M-I can't stop saying dude
M-Daniel, I'm not mad at you, in fact, I never was.
M-This text is beautiful, I don't know what to say.
M- Well, let me explain.
M-Hi Daniel, I did not happen to have your number
Well first I discovered two very important things
1 * my only real friends were you, Brian and some other girls.
2 * Alfred is gay
You were not an idiot ... (ok maybe just a little ... I'm kidding)
Well we were best friends but it was not you who let our separation happen.
You have to admit that changing classes does not help much!
I apologize for that thing with Jack, but I did not know it hurt you.
You know, Daniel, I was already sick of the school of the false people there (there was a lot of false people there in school and there are still) of the teachers who put me all the time on the street without me doing any shit, I was already sick of that coordinator who Always managed to get me down to manipulate my mother ... In the end she gave me two options and I will be honest, I didn't think twice and wanted to leave the school. yes, I had a chance to go to your class but I did not want. .. to get more problems ...
I'd rather start all over again in a new place ...
I just discovered new friends new customs
I did a lot of nonsense like skipping classes, but if I did not do this type of things would I be the same Margaret?
I'm sorry I did not realize how bad you were this year (in that part of "all shit has happened to me this year") sorry for not having supported you in the hardest times ... I shit a little on this friendship ...
And do not worry because I know very well the people who supported me and those who did not support ...
I conclude saying that I do not hate you and do not think you're an idiot. I think you're a great friend and you do not give up on friendships no matter how strange they are ...
Because I think that when I played "leader", you did not get mad at each other, because you knew that sooner or later I would compel you to apologize to each other.
Well, it looks like we both ended up writing huge texts. We should meet sometime.
Kisses, M.

Reading that text hit me right in the feelings. That was so beautiful and it carried a feeling of nostalgia.
One of the things that I wanted to ask her was how did she manage to keep the gang all together. If this conversation had happened some days before, I could've asked that. But then, a thought came across my mind. The gang was split, and as much as I wanted to do it, I couldn't turn it back to how it was two years ago. But honestly, I didn't care, because that only meant that we were growing up, and maybe all this drama would stop.
I answered Margaret's text, and we talked about all the drama that had been happening.
But there were something's that I hid from her. My pansexuality, my anxiety, my depression. I didn't tell her these things because that was too much for her to handle.
I feel like I lied to her, but it was for the best, because I didn't know how she would react. If I tell her, it's going to take a long time for that to happen.
I hope that you enjoyed this chapter and I'll try to update soon.
Remember to check out "On the Brink", by guiest88 , "No Losers Allowed", by nottrashatall ,and "The Diary of a Demi-Pearl", by Exwar722 .
And we have a new member writing a character's POV. Read "Appearances Deceive", Brian's POV, by Evocator . I helped him write the description of his story and the Intro, but now I'll only help him with grammatical errors. Check his story out.