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You & I - 23. Chapter 23

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To Isaac,

Wow, what a dick move; I'm kidding, of course. I'm smiling at the letter right now while I am writing this and it's weird comprehending that you have a name other than Sherlock. Not to be mean or anything, although I didn't think you'd have a name like Isaac. Isaac is a nice name. I don't know what I must have been expecting.

However, I have this warm sensation in my chest, and it makes me feel like I recognize you a whole lot better now that I know your name. I have no reason not to trust you, and you have been very forthcoming with me. Therefore, your word is held in high regard. Though dude… Your piece about approximately how many Issacs's reside in the building, now that is pure genius.

I must inquire what cheese you are indicating. Are we talking about smelly cheese? Perhaps yummy cheese? Cheese crumbs? Cheese Streaks? Cheese gone wild! Ah… I amuse myself sometimes.

You know I have already bumped into two Issacs this morning. That's what you want, right? You want me to find you actively. I didn't approach any Issacs I am not acquainted with; however, I don't think they were you. Is it weird to presume I can tell that just by looking at them? I still have six people to go, and typically I am confident and energetic about going into such matters.

Except, I'm nervous. I'm afraid the only real friend I have ever made will think less of me, or something will get muddled when we meet. I hope I honestly didn't do anything in the past to hurt you. I know I have been uncool about some of my altercations in school. I just hope of all things I'm not proud of, that you're not one of them. I'll follow your trail.

Only you're going to have to leave some more clues other than your name. I'm still going to look for you actively.

So far, I know a guy called Isaac who does art, he is majorly popular among his peer groups, but not the entire school. The other is a loner, he keeps to himself. I overheard some people saying that the guy is called Isaac. I learned this guy likes to spend his evenings after school in the library. Except I have a good feeling that it's not you either. Maybe I'm wrong, I don't know, but am I getting closer. What will it be like if we finally meet? Will we just continue where we left off in our letters, or do we start all over again? I'm like super hyped to try and locate you. I know, I know, I'll just be patient, and things will finally work its way around.

I have a horrible habit digging for answers to questions I don't even know are there in the first place. I want to be a good friend, I need someone who understands, and you understand.

I'm glad that you did not reject my praise. Friends are hard to come by, and I guess one reason why I don't want to lose you is… well… you are hard to come by. A rare find indeed. I know, right… if the two of us were only starting up again and we had dropped a line about where we are now, I'd probably laugh or at least snigger.

We really are getting on well, barriers never existed between you and I. We just talked to one another, from revealing everything, it all became a possibility.

You know, all this time you have been helping me with my problems, and now that I hear some things you are dealing with, it's like I don't know what to say. In a way, it is empowering and gratifying to grasp and realize that you have shared a part of yourself with me after all this time. I'm not as fancy with words as you might be, though I won't suffocate you or constantly annoy you.

I reckon I'd be the type of person to drop by unannounced and take you swimming for the day. After all, you did mention you love to swim. I'll make you a deal, if I can figure out who you are by Saturday, you have to take me swimming. If I don't figure out who you are by Saturday, I promise to teach you how to play lacrosse or something. If I lose, after school, you can turn up to the playing field behind the building. If I win, you meet me at the aquatic center across from Griffith Park. Deal?

I know for a fact, I don't want to live my life anymore in the dark. Isaac, you have made me want to be a better person, and I don't know how to thank you for helping me come to that realization. I have come to learn that: through you, life is what you make of it. You seem to have a wisdom that I've never encountered before from another person. It's like you sometimes speak of another time. And you always linger on a moment in time, where you seem to be teaching me to savor what I have because I won't understand unless it’s gone. This all brings me to some preposterous notion that something might have happened in your past. I just wanted you to know: you have been incredible to me. I really need you to know that whatever it is you have gone through in the past, and still deal with, it is not going to make any difference as to why I still wish to talk to you. I get it now. When I first started chatting, I always knew something was up. I never imagined that it could be as big as it appears now. Though I don't know what it entails, I'm still going to look for you, and if you decide that you want to share that aspect of your life with me, I'm here.

Crazy to believe we are practically like the same person. It's not until you quote something the way you do that stuff naturally piece together. The way you word sentences and the little mundane day-to-day quests we all have to embark on, makes' living in this world substantially better when you describe them the way you do. I didn't think I'd be open or persuaded to believe that we are all systematically connected to one another to this energy you speak of. How you described it makes me feel appreciative of these little moments in time. The next time I am out, and someone's walking the dog, and they smile at me, I'll appreciate that more than I have in the past.

In an odd way, you have persuaded me that there is an excellent underlying value to most things' humans do. Even if it gets muddled along the way, it's what we do with the subject that counts. Sometimes, Isaac, you freak me out.

If I had any knowledge, I'd presume you were living inside my head. I assume you have experienced the hole that seems to throb inside your chest from time to time when you don't know what your purpose is.

However, I've come to realize that you are right… there is no purpose, just contentment for what you want to do. If you are at war with yourself, then you can never be content. For as long as I can remember, it's like I have been trying to find what is supposed to fit into the numbness inside my chest.

Yet, I woke up this morning feeling refreshed, like I had been given an alternative path to venture. It's all thanks to you. I don't know where I got my superhuman strength from, but I have come to recognize having struggles defines who you are. I guess without all these little hiccups and pop-ups in life there would be nothing worth mentioning. That is our story, and without it, it wouldn't be exciting.

I'm not an analytical person, however, I am eager, and I pursue and act when I believe it needs to be taken. Asking you out; not in the traditional fashion, but to get you out of your comfort zone, I am willing to try just that.

 

Later,

Max

Thank you guys for another read, as always there are more stories to come. Care to share your feedback, then let me know what you think. With You & I complete I will be now be moving onto new books, and I hope you will continue to follow me on my new adventures. You & I has finally drawn to a close for me and I hope I did it justice. You may catch up in roughly a month to purchase a copy of the book if you'd like to own it. Any funds raised go toward education, so its a good cause I assure you lol.

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1 hour ago, ObicanDecko said:

I loved it, the ending was all I could hope for! It was interesting to read the entire story in the format of letters, you did a great job! :)

Thanks, I am delighted you enjoyed the ending. Sometimes it is incredibly difficult to close a novel, as it can go on and on. I found it a little harder in this case since with pen-pals the talking could just keep going on and on. Glad I was able to pass a couple of hours with you  :)

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Great chapter and story, giving us a glimpse of what it’s like for two young men who are assigned to write a letter to a pen pal who is a student in the school. Part of the rules for the assignment was that they weren’t allowed to give personal information about themselves. Both Max & Issac kept the rule in mind until a couple of weeks before they completed the assignment they used the aliases of Sherlock & Watson. One day one of them released personal information about themself without realizing they had done it until it was too late. Once they got around to talking more about themselves they tried very hard to figure out who they were, I believe it was Issac who said that he was in a wheelchair and he was doing this assignment because he was looking for a friend and I truly believe that they both gained quite a bit from the assignment. I like Issac’s idea of putting their letters in a book showing that even though they were complete strangers when they began to write their letters to each other they had no idea who was on the other end, they were able to overcome their obstacles and became friends on paper only to start with. Once they got to using their names they really became friends except for the fact that Issac said he was in a wheelchair it almost had a devastating problem with Max saying he didn’t know if he could handle it disabled friend. Thanks for the great story. 

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You did it right DK.  The ending was perfect.  It actually leaves you and opening for an update if you have the time or desire in the future.  As it is the story ended on an upbeat and that feels great.  You have a real master piece here.  Very clever writing and very enjoyable to read.  Thanks for taking all the time it does to write so those of us who enjoy reading, have something to read, that is very entertaining.  

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This has been a really good story! I was intrigued at the beginning to learn the entire story was letters between two guys. For me the middle sagged a bit. I was trying to keep the characters straight and not doing a good job of it. But I stuck with it, and I'm glad I did! You ending was perfect! We have two guys that we have come to care about embarking on a friendship. Maybe sometime you  will revisit them and tell us what they're up to. Thanks for sharing this story. 

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On 4/5/2019 at 1:36 PM, Butcher56 said:

Great chapter and story, giving us a glimpse of what it’s like for two young men who are assigned to write a letter to a pen pal who is a student in the school. Part of the rules for the assignment was that they weren’t allowed to give personal information about themselves. Both Max & Issac kept the rule in mind until a couple of weeks before they completed the assignment they used the aliases of Sherlock & Watson. One day one of them released personal information about themself without realizing they had done it until it was too late. Once they got around to talking more about themselves they tried very hard to figure out who they were, I believe it was Issac who said that he was in a wheelchair and he was doing this assignment because he was looking for a friend and I truly believe that they both gained quite a bit from the assignment. I like Issac’s idea of putting their letters in a book showing that even though they were complete strangers when they began to write their letters to each other they had no idea who was on the other end, they were able to overcome their obstacles and became friends on paper only to start with. Once they got to using their names they really became friends except for the fact that Issac said he was in a wheelchair it almost had a devastating problem with Max saying he didn’t know if he could handle it disabled friend. Thanks for the great story. 

I am glad that the two tried to hold out for as long as they could with not giving letting each other their names until toward the end of the story. From the get-go I didn't want the story to be about all other peoples dramas and mishaps that surrounded the boys, I just wanted a small window of the lad's lives to be placed on show, and the bond they grow when you strip everything back to the foundations to do with communications. The part at the end about Issac mentioning the letter being read was me acknowledging the reader... breaking the fourth wall... just a little to hammer home the relationship status that many people have asked lol. Thanks for all the time and patience :)

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On 4/5/2019 at 10:34 PM, OzLoGo said:

You did it right DK.  The ending was perfect.  It actually leaves you and opening for an update if you have the time or desire in the future.  As it is the story ended on an upbeat and that feels great.  You have a real master piece here.  Very clever writing and very enjoyable to read.  Thanks for taking all the time it does to write so those of us who enjoy reading, have something to read, that is very entertaining.  

It a peace in my mind that I gave the story some justice with the ending I choose. For some time as I was nearing the end, my internal voice kept announcing... "I need to end it, but I haven't got an ending." Perhaps I rushed the last couple of chapters to close the story, but for me, the story was begging to stale after 8 months. I had to finish it or it would have never been completed. Although that's not the say I didn't enjoy writing the story, I did, it's just after a while the shiny penny idea wears off. It is possible in the future, I will return with a little update for people to see how the boys turned, though I think for me this story has been closed in my heart and I don't think I'd expand much on it if I did add to it. Thanks for the comment :)

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On 4/6/2019 at 2:46 AM, JeffreyL said:

This has been a really good story! I was intrigued at the beginning to learn the entire story was letters between two guys. For me the middle sagged a bit. I was trying to keep the characters straight and not doing a good job of it. But I stuck with it, and I'm glad I did! You ending was perfect! We have two guys that we have come to care about embarking on a friendship. Maybe sometime you  will revisit them and tell us what they're up to. Thanks for sharing this story. 

Thanks for not bailing. I'll be honest here, and it is probably not the best thing coming from the writer of the story, but I understand what you mean by the sage. Somewhere in about 40k words, I began to feel myself dragging in the story as there is not a lot to do with the vision I set out with, and the scope I was willing to go with.  At times I did have a difficult job telling who was who, and I hope to combat this issue as I have just finished my heavy round of editing. My wish is to let future readers of the story view the book and not feel as lost in the novel as I and some others have been. I am delighted that you got to an emotional level with the guys and connected with them. It really makes my day that you were able to connect with something I have written, it lets me know I am not completely useless at portraying emotions lol.

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