A diary of a young man stalking on his ex girlfriend

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: January 19, 2016

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Tuesday, 16 January 2022

Dearest diary,

Today I have one thing to confess. I have to tell it to someone, and you're the most likely candidate, since I know you'll keep a secret, no matter what happens.

I'm stalking on Sindi, my ex-girlfriend. My stalking tendencies have escalated to a point that I'm going insane. We broke up in October last year. To be honest, I was the cause for our breakup. I wish I could reverse time and rectify the stupid mistakes I did.

Most of the times, I stalk her on Whatapp. I constantly check her profile picture, last seen, and her status messages. Like today I downloaded her profile picture a 30th time now if not more than that. When I peeped to her Whatapp profile the other day, it was totally blank. I panicked thinking she blocked me until thirty minutes later her status message appeared. My heart steadied to its regular rhythm, and I breathed normally again. I want to run my hands on her pale soft skin like I used to in the past. My longing to kiss her tender lips grows each and everyday. Surely my heart will get some comfort if I could, at least, hear the melody sounds of her voice. I can't bear the silence between us... it's killing me.

Similarly on facebook, I constantly check her timeline just to see her daily activities. When she is online I try all my best to grab her attention... like posting a love quote or something similar. Yesterday I posted, "But I won't find another you". When she liked my status, my heart jumped up and down clapping its hands like a child seeing candy. Immediately, I sent her an inbox message. "You look beautiful in your PP" . She simple replied with a huge capital letter "K". At that moment, I felt weak deep in my bones; quickly, anger filled my nerves... I wanted to slap someone. Truth is, my mind tells me to move on, but my heart is stuck in this galaxy of lovely memories she gave me; they keep haunting and dragging me back to her.

Yours, one and only friend


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