When I started seventh grade I started to explore the internet. I would joke around on my Myspace and go on websites of my favorite shows. I ran across a site called The-N. This gave you the ability to watch shows with people from anywhere. This is where it began. I met him.
His name was Sean, or so i was told. We got to know each other over the course of a few weeks and I thought he was amazing. I would stay up all night talking to him and learning all about the life he lived in Connecticut. After some time we moved over to AOL, where I got to talk with his girl friend and a few of his best friends. They began to feel like family. I would stay up as long as I could and wake up as early as possible and spend my entire day talking to them. At the time they seemed like my only friends.
I wasn't a popular kid, if anything I was the farthest you could get from it. But I had many friends, even if they lived across the country from me. For five years they helped me though some of the most traumatic things that I would have to go through. In some way, they saved my life.
Christmas of my Junior year of high school rolled around. I jumped online as I always did, and then I saw what i never thought would come. They were all gone, all but one. I broke out in a panic. I couldn't understand and this had to be the worst time for something like this to happen. Then I got the message.
This was a message from a Facebook page of a boy i had rarely talked to. In this message was the truth of these friendships. Over 40 Facebook's were made in this time period and they all turned out to be one girl. A girl I had never once heard about. She was a few years younger than the people I thought I knew. She new them from school and heard all of their problems. She used them to create the people i thought i knew. But they all came to be lied based off the truth.
It was a little over two years ago when I got the news. I found the real people and informed them of what had been going on. I acted as though i was okay with it, but in reality i was completely destroyed. This is the first time in over a year and a half that I have truly thought about them. And with these thoughts I realized a great deal. These people had died to me.
They may be alive and well, along with the girl who was playing them but the people i knew, who i called my family and friends, had died. With the devastation that I felt and the problems I was already dealing with at the time, I never got to morn them. Though I may never be able to forgive the girl who tricked me, I will always be in debt to her. She did after all save my life.
This isn't to say that at times i wasn't questioning these people. Mistakes where made and things began to come clear, but after so long i couldn't let myself acknowledge these facts because it would mean that I am over all alone. And looking back, that might have been the best timing because i was able to work through my problems myself, and become more independent for myself.
So rest in peace friends. You may have been a lie, but you will never be forgotten.