Becoming; Become (Daily Prompt)

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Many of us had imaginary friends as young children. If your imaginary friend grew up alongside you, what would his/her/its life be like today? (Didn’t have one? write about a non-imaginary friend you haven’t seen since childhood.)” – Daily Prompt

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We had to grow apart before we grew. It was in our nature – we both were career-driven and business-minded persons. Emotions did not have a home in our insides.

It was only today – ten years later – that I had seen him again. He truly nurtured himself to a man he dreamt to be – a writer. His glasses were box-shaped and his eyes beamed contentment. There was a flash of happiness in his smile as his lips stretched to his ears. His white collared-shirt embraced the features of his body, showcasing how he turned from a large, wobbly figure to a physique with defined and toned muscles.

But some things had never changed as his hands were inside the pockets of his jeans – it was his mannerism whenever he felt nervous. “How are you?” He asked me, sounding both genuine and concern.

I could not answer through words, but my current state spoke clearly my situation. My tattered clothes were carrying holes and air breezed through them – it was once white. The Autumn chill was still bearable, but the proximity of winter was what I feared – I did not have any clothes to accommodate its coldness. I had no shoes or slippers – barefoot and kissing the pavements. It had been a week since I last took a shower in a community restroom.

I was too proud to tell him that it was the drugs and casino that put me in this situation; the addiction took the best of the man I should have been – a wise and life-smart business man.

“It’s been a long time.” I replied, trying my hardest not to break before his eyes.


WORD COUNT: 275

Thank you for reading this story. If you want to talk about random things with me, do not hesitate to reach me through my “Contact” page. All the best love, my dear.

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