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My Dear Sweet Paper and Pen (part 1)

by Kristina Perito  
2/13/2007 / Humor


My Dear Sweet Paper and Pen,

I shared my deep thoughts, my pain and my joy with you. You've accepted me through my sloppy writing, my incorrect punctuations and my doodles and scribbles. You allowed me to express myself no matter how beautiful or ugly it was. Wherever my carefree heart decided to lead me, you made yourself available and convenient to take along.
My sweet paper and pen, you were so reliant. If I wanted to journal in the middle of the night you were right there by my bedside. No one can compare to you. I know I vowed to you that it would only be you but I have failed to keep my commitment.

It all started at my visit to Gary's Electronics. Every time I went there he was greeting me by the entrance with his shiny screen and glossy keyboard. I managed to pass him time and again. But one day my eyes couldn't turn away from the bright red display on the corner of his screen that read "SALE 50% OFF"


"Buy me" he whispered in his most deceiving bleep. A man in a blue polo shirt approached me. He started to entice me by telling me how wonderful Macbook was and all his "features". I think it was a setup. I now realize they work together. Within a matter of minutes my mind was racing and my heart was pulsating as my credit card (another dirty little secret I vowed never to do) swiped on the register.


I took Macbook home that day. I acted like nothing was wrong. I did not even dare to put you guys in the same room. Macbook knew about you because little by little I started journaling on him too. Please hear me out my sweet paper and pen. You still had my heart.


As time passed, Macbook and I spent more time together. That was probably around the time when you were wondering where I was when I was gone for long periods of time. Macbook and I did more than journal. I wrote poems and articles on him. I started writing short stories, I even started working on a novel. He was so quick and my hand didn't cramp after hours of use. He made it so easy to keep in touch with my friends online, sometimes I can see them on his screen too. We went to Starbucks, to the library to my school. I was so proud of him. He was total eye candy when we were in public. But what got me the most was when I was able to share my writing with so many people with just a click of a button. That was the time when I knew we were through.


I still remember it. It was a fine Saturday afternoon. I stood by the closed door to my bedroom as I prepared myself emotionally for what I was about to do. I picked you up and put you away in the drawer in the guest room next door. I'm sure you knew what was going even though no words were exchanged.


Things went well for Macbook and I for about a year but then he started to get weird. He would correct me when I'd write something that wasn't "grammatically correct". Those squiggly red and green lines drove me crazy! So I had to succumb to his request and alter my words. I felt like he wasn't allowing me to be myself. You would never do that to me. I had liberty to write how I pleased. Then he started being inconvenient. He wouldn't let me do all the things I wanted to do like search the web or connect with my friends unless there was Wireless internet. We couldn't go to the park or the beach or go on road trips. I felt like an animal on a leash.


Then the worst of the worst happened. He crashed. In the blink of an eye our love affair went from an exciting bliss to an excruciating nightmare. He was ripped out of my life along with all the hard work I'd invested in him.

Now here I am broken and alone. I realized what a good thing we had. I've hurt you so, and now I'm paying the price. Please my sweet paper and pen. I love you so. Give me another chance to prove to you how much you mean to me. I will never take you for granted. Just please accept my request to be the owner of your space once more.


Truly Yours,
Karla

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