Stranger In The Photo

Stranger In The Photo

A Story by Anonymous

I look at this picture of familiar strangers a lot more then I probably should. I always wonder, what went wrong? What went right? You. You're out doing your own things now. You have a separate life than mine. I know I have mine as well but there’s always going to be that part of me that’s reluctant to the fact that we no longer speak. There’s always going to be that one part of me that wants to text or message you to let you know how wonderful or terrible things are going. Maybe we grew apart because we started growing up and becoming different people. You. You’re happier than could be even though it’s been months since we last spoke. You’re so pure, not having any anger or ounce of hate in your fragile body. Then there’s me. Me. I’m full of confusion and anger. At who am I angry at? I’m still confused about that as well. Maybe it’s myself. Maybe it’s my father. Maybe it’s the fact that I haven’t let go. Who knows? You. You have a better relationship with your father, better than can be and your mother. Your mother absolutely loves you more than you could imagine, no matter how many times you might disagree on silly little things. I’m glad that you’re happier now but as for me, as I last told you things are still a little complicated. I’m getting better though. I’ve grown up a lot. I’ve stayed strong. I’ve moved. I made new friends. I made some enemies. All apart of growing up. I’m on the pursuit of happiness and I don’t plan on letting anyone get in my way of finding it. I’m discovering myself and I’m slowly improving. Any improvements better than no improvement. You’d be proud of me, seeing how I’ve learned to carry myself. With my head held high instead of down. I’ve gained self- confidence, one of the things you tried helping me with the most. You knew my past was a dark place and that I had to grow from that but I was still stuck in that rut years after. You helped me turn on the lights and get help. You. You affected me in such wonderful ways. I may not be able to thank you now because our paths have taken their course and decided to split ways. I should give myself some credit as well though. For having the willpower to let myself grow as a person and trust others. I have new lessons, experiences, and memories that will continue to help me throughout my life. So once again, I will thank you but I will also thank myself.

© 2014 Anonymous


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i dont usually read stories on here but the title sounded interesting and i was not disappointed i am happy for you it sounds like you learned from that expierence

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Added on June 25, 2014
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Tags: Romance, essay, nostalgic