The questions in my head just didn’t stop. How and why I was homeless kept coming back into mind. Not being able to shake the thought, I was becoming the bandit of the ‘hood. My job ended and having no income hurt. But the chat room was much different – there was someone seemingly interested in me. Her avatar matched and all. She talked to me constantly, not being able to tell if I was into her. She was hopelessly hooked … or at least that was the impression I was getting. Weird, was this girl crazy about me to the point she wanted all I could give? What happens if I pursue her, and my crush coming around? The scene was surely different. But it all still was the same. I couldn’t believe that my destiny was this clouded. How could I handle the changing of the guard taking place, and would the consumed female bend to my side? I didn’t know.
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