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It was a rainy day in June of 1998; I had signed onto my computer to talk to some friends of mine that I had met in the past couple of weeks on AOL.
I entered a chatroom that a friend of mine named Shel was in. In this room there were other people I had met through Shel.
After a few minutes of chatting I noticed this one screename in the room. The person woman behind this screename had a nice sense of humor and a beautiful attitude. I asked my friend Shel," What is GoFrolic's real name?" Shel answered ," Her name is ...
There was a strange chill in the air considering that it was mid-summer when Macy and I pulled in that all-too-familiar back yard. That long, curved driveway, once immaculate in its neatness but now with weeds growing between the cracks in the concrete. The flowerbeds, always before so meticulously tended, needed weeding as well. The two car garage sat with one door closed and one halfway up as if the effort to totally close it would be too much. We saw her just as we made the final turn around the edge of the house.
My heart sank when I saw her. She looked terrible.
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