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There, lay iTrapped.
against the horrible, gut wrenching and hurtful feel of crumpled posters scattered along the creaky, rundown floors.
He can get through this.
Right?
Right…
Every.Single.Damn.Time
iTrapped tells himself that, it feels like being a kid again, dreaming of what he want’s to be when he grows up. Nothing but a fantasy.
Fantasy, like the dream of having a healthy friendship with Ellernate again, just another false hope — that he’ll soon move on from.
Just not now can he move on, or never.
Don’t rush.
Maybe.. Just maybe Ellernate will forgive him.
iTrapped reaches out for his nearly-dead laptop — With a hope he’ll soon receive a new message from Ellernate.
Ellernate , 6:24 pm , 8/10/2012
To: iTrapped
“ You went too far, Trap. “
No new messages?
iTrapped looks once,
No twice.
Ellernate, the usual forgiving best friend hasn’t caved in.
It’s been days, months since they last talked after that text.
You know what? Maybe iTrapped should apologise now.
He of course doesn’t wanna ruin the picture perfect friendship they had — Nothing could replace THAT.
So maybe iTrapped will send a message or two,
Just a few.