Who said "Never trust a stranger?"

Well, whoever it was, I don't agree. Not completely.

I'm surrounded by friends, and yet, the only person I truly open up to is my penfriend. Well, he's not my penfriend per se, but we met on Facebook. Which is not a suprise, considering we had about 40 mutual friends. Turns out he was 2 years senior to me, and all my classmates knew him in person (all of them were from the same school).

We used to chat about mundane things, like videos on YouTube, How I met your mother, White Collar. Atleast, that's how it started. And then, over a year, as the conversations became longer, we started talking - actually talking, about college and stuff.

A few days later, we had just started chatting, I sensed something amiss. When he said he had work to do. I knew he was lying. I didn't push it. Politely told him to get some sleep and signed out.

The next day, I knew he was still troubled, his messages weren't as...cheerful...as usual. All of a sudden, he opened up, and told me stuff he had never told his best friends. By the end of it, he sounded much better. I felt good too, for some weird reason.

A week later, I was one of the first 5 people in my class who got the chance to watch a Caesarian Section (did I mention I went to Med-School?). When we finally came out of the OT, all the others rushed to call their parents.

Me, I just wanted to leave a message for someone on Facebook.