The one who led me to the Internet World [A STORY...]

[KIND OF...]

It was a ordinary day, like any other, I would look at the computer seeing if some Paint sketch was interesting to do. Already entering Middle School, and a lot of things yet to happen.  I was still a kid and much of the world that I didn't know at that time.

At that moment you knocked the front door and I saw you. You're that kid I had a great time spending at Elementary School, on those last years of being children. Seeing your colored glasses was simply amazing.

When I got to see you, you asked me one question: What is my e-mail? At that time, I think I didn't have an e-mail account, not even know what the Internet is. I could know that it would happen, because at school I was utterly blamed by one homework I didn't do on the computer, I didn't have one at that time, nor a way to research what they asked. But seems like everyone was getting into these things they called Internet. Even commercials were talking about it. I was unaware about it, but somehow I wanted to know more.

You were the one that made me enter an amazing world I was yet to discover, but even if we just get to know better, I had lots of issues with myself, and the only thing that were connecting us, was our e-mail user accounts.

I remember spending more time with you at recess, playing  Pokemon Trading Card Game matches. I didn't have the money to buy it, nor even know where to find it. I find more interesting having a copy on those cards, even if they look black and white. Despite that you lend me some of yours and started playing. It was awesome! I would love playing with you.

Though you were mean with me at start, I don't know exactly what happened, but you were picking me on constantly on things I didn't know. Or I was too weak to receive your little fists on my shoulders as if a salutation was made. I called mom, and mom talked to you not to be mean with me. Didn't know how you reacted but then you ended being mean with me.

After that time, we became friends. At recess we would spend most of the time together, playing more card games, talking a little bit, playing childish games, clapping our hands in a fashion manner, even tickling games, I got tickled the most
until a point I almost wasn't able to handle all the laughing and such. Playing at the sand and try to build imaginary worlds, and smash them with our hands.

Then the last year came another friend with us and we spent the time together. We would play most of the time, and sometimes I would cry at my frustrations on not winning games with you. Then other two girls were playing with us and we would have the perfect team on recess time. It was all what I wanted to happen!

Sadly, it didn't last. What will keep us apart was after graduation. I knew we will go to separate schools, that we wouldn't spend time on another recess again. Remember right at the ceremony talking about twin girls appearing at a show acted by one person, and Pokemon Crystal, trying our best to solve the puzzle of the Unown. I didn't even had that game but with that I would always remind myself to keep playing Pokemon all the time.

Even after that, you invited to your house lots of times, we would play with your games on the computer and on the Play Station you had. Remember playing the Sims with you, trying to keep our player healthy and clean, then playing arcade games like Capcom vs SNK and Soul Callibur II, as you have it more, it was more obvious you would beat me on those games, it was obvious. We would talk on chat on so many things I don't know if it was a lot or only it was something.

You still had your ideas, and my other friend envied you somehow, it was confusing having two friends who can't comprehend each other, still it was a nice thing going to your house and play. But then some day you said you can't receive me, but it was okay, so I could go the next time, but it was the same. And then one day I go to your house calling at you, trying my best to see if you were there, but you didn't answered. I resigned and returned home. It was the last time I tried to see you.

We didn't lose contact though, I knew you were there on the Internet, we didn't talked too much, but you were still there. Clearly enough we maintained our Messenger e-mail accounts, and it was all right. Didn't feel the need to talk to you though, maybe I was scared to be rejected again, no one seemed to notice that. And though that distance of our houses wasn't long, my insecuritues and our different path clearly make distant our encounter.

I became shy, but I knew one day I would overcome this and start making reencounters with people. the ones I really cared about. We would see us again on Social Media where I started late, again, and, I could clearly see you playing games like I am, it was nice playing games, and didn't know you're were good at typing. It was a challenge I wanted to beat.

One day I had a dream. I was in a forest, it was all colorful green, the sunlight made the tree leaves brighter,  I was running, and I stopped at some piece of wood, fallen from an old tree. Then I saw you, smiling, looking at me with some bright in your eyes, it was cool to see you! I always wanted to talk things, how everything's going, what becoming of our lives, if we can become friends again..., then you went apart of where I am, still seeing at me, you just went away and I was chasing at you. Waking up, I just feel nice to see you in a dream, feeling the sensation I can really see you some time....

But then, one day, one call, received by mom, and some minutes after, would give me a shocking sensation I've never felt before.... Mom told me, and I just couldn't understand. Who are you talking to? Are you really sure it was him? It could be someone else, it couldn't be him....

They didn't mention your name, making it more confusing the situation. So that would mean, yesterday you were there somewhere, but now you weren't there anymore.... But strange enough, I felt nothing about it. Didn't make me sad, just shocked, and confused. I kinda denied it, and I thought you were still there, somewhere around here, I didn't really wanted to search more than that I had already received.

There were days and days thinking about you, and though I knew where they going to make a proper goodbye, I didn't go. I just couldn't. How can I properly approach to you when we were distant from each other? I felt weird not going, but I didn't know what it surrounded you. I'm a stranger to them....

There were days when I was really confused when I see you on status updates, you were appearing! As if someone wanted you to keep you alive! But then I was only an illusion, and northing more were posted related to you.

That's when I realized, you were gone....

I told my best friend, looked that he was the last he knew about it. But what he didn't know is how I really wanted to be more in touch. He didn't even know well the situation, but I guess it was still something out of our ambiance, but I didn't think of it as such, even if it was true.

Around all these years, sometimes I think about you, about how great you were, on how you liked Pokemon, your way you talk, about your fascination about Sailor Venus, and your like on Sailor Moon. You were the only I know that like me liked the series. All what you have left, and your smile. I don't know why I like your smile. But I like it. And your colorful glasses. At least that's what I remembered about you. Looking at your face on your profile, you didn't had your glasses, maybe you had changed on your face, but still you were the same.

I want to be honest to you. I like you the way you are, despite our differences. And..., I really wanted to meet again. I really do.
Maybe, once I get the time, I'll meet you where you stay, and, maybe I can give you a proper goodbye...

I want to cry your departure, and say I really cared about you going away, that I wasn't cold to think on such things, that I wasn't indifferent, that I REALLY...

..., miss you a lot.

I would think, for the last time, you would appear, and looked at me, I would like to think, you remembered me, who I am and all the things we've done together, and finally say to me

"It's all right, you don't have to worry."

Feeling like a hug I could embrace you and comfort me but you keep telling me I shouldn't worry. And then you would say

"Thank you. For being part of my life"

[Last line is the Alternative Title...]

A day of Visit – A Story

One day, at school, I was having a great time inside class. It was a great moment on my life where you can show everyone how good you were at multiplication tables. Our teacher always wanted us to learn very well and memorized the most important multiplications: 3x4, 5x6, 4x7, 5x9, 9x7, 7x8, and so on....

    Every day, at Math class, we would have this multiplication table contest to see which one was the fastest on answering the questions. All you have to do is fill the table and after that you hand in your notebook so you can have your first place mark. I usually have that mark, or 2nd or 3rd. I was happy that I was appreciated by that mention or by that recognition. It makes my life happy....

    But something was different that day. Mom came.

    I was in the middle of another contest when she came. It was unexpected that mom could come to class, but anyway I could be happy, but then I was not when she said I had to return home. I didn't like to return home when I was on class. I mean, it was school and I have to be there, but I had no choice but close my notebook, pick up my backpack and follow her to the front door of the school. I didn't know what was happening.

    After home, my other brothers were here too. She said we have to go to some dad’s friend house, because we cannot be here at home. I can’t believe what I was hearing, but at that time I didn't understand what was happening. Obeying as children we had to do, and so a woman came to pick up us. And then we would go to their house. It was afternoon.

    After that, she explained a little, mom has to stay in the hospital guarding dad, so we have to stay until all is stable. Inside the house was a family: a man, his wife, and their sons. We know them so we know we can have a great time here. In fact, we played videogames with them and other things. We lived on their rules and on their behaviors of their daily lives.

    We even had to stay the night with them, and then sleep with them too. Next morning, as their children went to school, we had to stay at this house. I wasn't pleased about it; we HAD to go to school too! But all we can do is play and stay here. All morning and the afternoon went away and, when night came, Mom came. I was very happy to see her, but then dad came too, so that meant we can go home and return to school. I was happy everything went back to normal....

A little bit late [A Story]

    One day at School, where normal things happen, a little bit of a time calculation mistake (and a clear misuse of the alarm clock) made me stay at the entrance office. Sitting near one of the windows, but far from the door, I was waiting some time, reading some book I had inside my backpack. The place was quiet; the secretaries were doing their own job. They seem not to notice me sitting, neither have they asked me for some paper that they give to you when you’re late to class, so you can go inside the classroom. 

    I was still reading, the wonders of a squirrel over a single armored person were an intriguing situation to see. I was in a way hooked to the story. Besides, it was only 30 minutes before the start of the next period of class. I didn’t care a lot to stay here, even if it was the first time I was late, event that made me a little frustrated. I don’t know…, getting late to School was unexpected. I could tell I was almost caught once because I was a little late, but for some reason didn’t get that attention remark. But this time I wasn’t too lucky.

    There was a little movement outside the playground. Lots of students were playing basketball, Physical Education class, I guess. I just didn’t want to enter to class, because I know I’ll be blamed for getting late, and my classmate probably will be surprised about it. I can imagine it all their faces and thoughts, and what they’re going to say: “That’s not possible, Henry getting late? Unbelievable!”, and “Look, here comes Henry, how can he arrive this late at School?” sort of that. I simply don’t want to be the center of attention because of a simple thing like this.

    Of course I arrived late at School, but I just wanted to wait until the next period, so when the teacher leaves the classroom I would enter unnoticed by everyone. I’m not popular anyways, so they wouldn’t care if I enter without someone’s presentation….

    Someone was calling my name. And I stopped reading and looked up. A blonde girl approached to me, smiling.

“Ah, Hello Tiffany!”

“Hello. Oh, what are you doing here?”

“Waiting”

“Waiting? For what?”

“The next Period.”

“Oh, have you arrived late?”

“Maybe, I guess…” I let out a little smile. She wasn’t on the same class as me, although we were both on 7th grade.

“I see. I was just delivering some papers here, if you were trying to ask. And then I saw you. I thought you were sent here because of something bad…”

“Eh? No, no, no… I wouldn’t do something stupid to make me sent here.” I stated, because it would be a dumb thing to make it happen. “I’m just didn’t entered class.”

“So, you’re skipping classes then.”

I blushed. 

“W-what? I-I don’t consider it as “skipping classes”. It’s just that I don’t want to hear someone saying I’m late.”

She smiled at me.

“Ok, ok, it’s understandable, I think”, she said. “We have our next class in a few minutes.”

“Yeah, that’s right…”

We looked at each other for a little while, as if we were waiting for the other to tell something. And then Tiffany told me:

“I have to return to the classroom. See you then.”

“Okay” I answered. And then she left the office.

    I first looked at my watch, just 5 minutes before the next class. So I put my book in my backpack and prepared to leave the entrance office. This time I won’t make the mistake of time miscalculation. When the time seemed right, I left.

    Some minutes passed, and the ring for the next class was heard. I looked far away from my classroom as the teacher from first period was leaving. I just hurried and, without the notice of the teacher, I entered. As I expected, my classmates were talking each other. Very occupied they were, so I just took a seat and got out my notebook, waiting for the next class.

    Of course they wondered of me that I skipped first period, but that was forgotten. Tiffany would remind me later on of me that skipped a class, and then I would then act awkward about it....

[64th Post] - A Story

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A New Adventure awaits... [A Story]

“A new adventure awaits for those who have the courage to face it.”

You’re about to go outside your local area in a quest located in a land of legends. Many people know the story, but they are afraid to tell about it. You cannot perceive the fear of their hearts, but their gossip talking is making you think about it, but not too much because you know it’s not true. But one thing is true: once you go there, you’ll never be the same again. You go despite of that idea; you know you’ll find awesome things out there. Your closest ones got astonished at first, but then they understood it will be for you own good.

But the opportunity to go and the offer it was projected didn’t make you think about it again, so like a good adventurer, you go out to that dreamed adventure searching the unthinkable, finding the extraordinary thing, collecting the most valuable objects, confronting the fearful paths as you follow your course. Although your objective is not clear at first, you’re sure they won’t make you stop.

You see the usual things you know as you walk away: the houses, the animals, and all the people who see you as another one who will try to make it happen. For some reason, you feel something strange, as if they doubted about you, but at the same time they were motivating you. You continue anyway, not paying attention to the stares of the people, and you stand there, at the most far known thing you ever touched: a big wooden gate with an extended bridge, one of the most amazed things you’ve ever seen, always opened for adventurers like you. You pass the gate and crossed the bridge, and turn your way into the forest.

You enter the forest, colorful and magnificent as always, getting a lot of ideas and dreams to fulfill, and fantasying a prosperous reward for passing the unbeatable. As you continue walking, the route goes more into the deep. Strange sounds and unseen things moving around as you walk deeper and deeper. It is getting darker, but you feel they're guiding you to the deepest place of the forest. You cannot deny you are feeling anxious, afraid, nervous, doubtful, uncomfortable.  But you also feel some excitement, some interest, some motivation, some reason to make you continue walking.  You feel so excited to get outside of the forest, to see the other side of it, and you stop thinking about everything else…

At that moment you got yourself into the abyss.  All those emotions blocked you from seeing the bottomless hole, and when you felt your feet wasn't touching ground anymore, you realized of everything  you have left behind, and that’s when emotions took control of you. You don’t feel you are falling but the sensation wasn’t good at all. Tears fall on your face and you can’t handle it. Your mind is filled with emotional events that make you feel lonely, useless, unable to avoid the falling, unable to control your emotion…

You don’t get it. How something that seemed to be easy became so complicated like this? You don’t want to believe that nonsense they tell about. But you are seeing that from your own eyes! The thought distortion is making you wander around in the nothing. The events of the past gets you annoyed, even if deeper in your heart you don’t want to accept that emotion. You get in an emotional fight with some rational thinking. “I don’t want to feel angry. I don’t want to hurt everybody because from my nonsense. I don’t want to be lonely. I don’t want to cry. I don’t want to cry! I don’t want to cry….”

And then you got smashed onto something solid. You had forgotten you were falling, but now you feel you’re on ground again. As you incorporate and get on feet, you see all around you: although the place seems to be wide, it was gloomy and in a dark ambiance. All your emotions are fading away, but something weird is going on. When you thought everything was over, a strong sensation got you from behind, like a wind, as if it blew you from the back. You looked up to see a tremendous glow emerged from the nowhere and in front of you, a big monster, with strong fangs and terrific claws, and he sees you with his piercing eyes.

You act instinctively as you draw with your hand your most reliable weapon towards the monster, but the rest of the body was extremely paralyzed. Your legs were shaking from the fear, you feel your sweat all over your skin, and your body can’t respond to anything. You don’t realize what going on with you! Only you can perceive the monster’s eyes, and your hand that has the weapon stands still, pointing to the monster.

What’s going on? Is that a test of courage?  You can’t deny the objective is here, but you think it doesn’t make sense. How this is the reason of your adventure? This does NOT what you want of your life! Living here with strange feelings that covers your head and take control of it is not what you want.  Only you want to get out of here, that everything you are feeling finishes soon.  The rational thought that makes you reach the ground came again. But this time it was different: “I don’t want to cry…, but I don’t want to do nothing about it, I came here for a purpose, and I want to do what it is possible in order to obtain it. If I’m here is because I took a first step, so I can’t leave like this the entire path I have walked until now.” As you said those last words, everything came dark, you don’t see the monster, and your thoughts are not there anymore, only the ones you have said. Slowly, everything became calm. And then something came to the mind. “This is the deepest place of that forest…” But without seeing trees and plants, you realize something else. “This is the deepest place of my mind…”

What you are, where you came from, what you want to achieve appeared in front of you. Those things you have thought before you decided to take on this adventure covered your body feeling better. A warm feeling of Great Conviction…, you feel you are ready to face your fears and get ready for a real fight.

Everything seems to return to the state before the mild darkness.  The gloomy ambiance, the strange feeling, and the ferocious monster, are still there. You see them as always, but you are ready now to make a decision. You don’t mind what happened to your body before, even your natural condition, you know one thing, and it was face the monster it was in front of you.

Suddenly, the monster advanced near you, as if it was waiting for that moment. You get a firm grip to your weapon and advanced towards it. The monster prepared to attack and opened his mouth, but you easily dodged that attack. You attacked with your weapon with all your might, but it didn’t seem to hurt the monster. He threw you away with a strong force. You fell far away from him. It’s too powerful for you to beat that monster, and doesn’t get hurt to any to your attacks you make. For a second you forgot your reason and jumped towards the monster. You felt you were floating and the monster faded away, but the reason returned and you landed again. And then you see it, how the monster was covered in that mist of darkness. Your reason became stronger and that mist materialized again in that monster, but now the ambiance of the place was becoming less gloomy and brighter than before.

Something else was appearing behind the monster, it was a tiny glow of light, approaching to you. You perceive familiar voices from that light, echoing in the place, becoming louder and clearer. It was the voice of everyone they know you, the ones who said it was no crazy thing to go on that adventure. Their motivating voices gave you more strength, and then you feel you are not alone, you are special to them, you mean something to them, and its lives have something to continue into battle. You don’t care too much about everything else, only for the ones they cheering for you, and the initiative of action. The place trembles as it knows you have control of your mind and crashes in pieces. A subtle light surrounds the place, but the monster is still there. All the darkness made the monster bigger, but you know that trick is useless now. Only one thing is needed to do. With your mind in Great Concentration, you summoned the Light that seals the Dark from you.

A powerful glow of light appeared from the above, and covered completely the figure of the monster. “You’ll be sorry for concentrating your darkness like that, now you are sealed away from me!” After then everything became shiny, you close your eyes. All the emotions, all the logical things, all the motivation, it was very lousy, like they’re want to get you once again. But you maintain your reason still, your objectives, and also, the motivation and the route to get to the goal.

And then, everything disappeared: only silence was the one present.

You open your eyes. You see that you are still in the forest. It wasn’t as dark as before. In fact, you were standing in front of a big tree, and around that tree the rays of the sun that can touch the ground; a wide area in the middle of the forest, with only a big tree at the center of it. At one moment you were confused of what happened earlier, but now you know it was part of the adventure you had with yourself and your mind.

But at the other side of the wide area, near another tree, you see a figure lying on the ground. It seems to be a person. You run towards that human, and when you stopped running you realized that person is you, but it was only a child. You got surprised to see your inner child in this forest (and also to see it in person). Your inner child looked up over you, and then stood up on feet. You see yourself as a child as if it was natural. It was incredible to see something like that. And then your inner child opened the mouth.

“Take me with you!” Those were the words you clearly heard with a strong voice. You’ll finally understand that child is the product of the effort you made to understand the meaning when you were crossing the forest. All analyzed things became a new life, and even if you can’t go with the body of that child, you’ll know you will never leave your inner child alone.

So you opened your arms and hugged that little human being that is part of your life. You think with all things learned from this travel, you have a more convincing goal in mind, and as long as you have your child with you, you’ll enjoy everything you see as you make your route towards your objective. As they said, "your perception of live will never be the same."

You take the hand of your childish you and together walked away into the forest again, with the impulse that it was guiding you from the beginning, you get into the road again,viewing all wonderful things as you pass by, despite the time you'll take to get to the end of the forest. It was only the beginning of your new adventure....

“A new adventure awaits for you who took the path, the initiative to do something more than doing nothing. Because you know that a new world will emerge from the old one and changes the perspective of life. The things you have learned, and the things you’ll learn in a future, will trace your path in order to continue on the journey. New friends, new places to know, new adventures to take. And all this with the motivation with the ones who cares you, and with the conviction of you, in the graphical idea of the guardian who follows you at everyplace in the form of you as a child, and with the hope that there’s always someone who will guide us no matter what happens. There will be times the suffering returns, but we can handle the situation, because we know what to do now. There will be times everything seems hopeless, and may forget our goal, but with the motivation of the ones who cares about you, the conviction will be still at your side.”

“What it is the most important of them all, is to enjoy life at present tense, and live happy about it.”