So I girl I hadn't met before came up to me in towns and said simply: "I know you don't know me, but I read your profile, and I want to tell my life story."
So HERE is the text I COPIED onto my profile to tell her story as she did.
"I'm 12 years old, just like you, and I live in Texas, which isn't far from where you are. I have a boyfriend named Alex, and I am in absolute LOVE with the guy. My only concern is our ages. He's is so much older than me, and I get worried a LOT. Don't get to concerned, he's only 3 years older. It's a stretch, but if you could see him.... You'd be in love with him too. We mostly just talk on Woozworld.com, which you may or may not have heard of... Doesn't matter. But lately, I haven't been able to log on so we're drifting apart, and I'm worried he has a crush or maybe more than that on my friend, Maya. She is really pretty, and has a great sense of humor and they like the same kind of music and sure talk a lot more now... Was it wrong to introduce them? Anyway, I don't want to be the one to end the relationship because it'll kill me inside and probably out too. Any advice? I know you probably deal with a lot being a Boarding School Student and all, but I was just wondering..."
I gave her the advice I would give myself: Talk it out.
The following week, she came to me again. Said: "I took your advice. Thanks a lot.
I asked what she meant.
"I broke up with him!! x("
"WHY THE HECK DID YOU DO THAT?!"
"Because I was angry... scared... confused..."
"Okay, honey, listen to me. You're going to be just fine. Want me to tell you a joke?"
"That would be.... okay.... I guess..."
"I KEEP TRYING to fall asleep, but then my ADD kicks in... one sheep, two sheep, cow, horse, pig... OLD McDONALD HAD A FARM... HEY MACAREANA!!"
"xD Haha! That's so funny!"
"Are you genuinely laughing?"
"Yea! And now I can't stop!"
"Good. So this is a good time to tell you that you need to move on from him or your heart will just break even more."
"You don't understand."
"No, apparently not..."
"I broke up with HIM. It's MY fault and... I WANT HIM BACK SO BAD. But I know he'll never take me."
"Dear, you're not going to be able to get out this alive. You have to move on." (I will admit, that's a little harsh to say to a heart-dying girl...)
"WHY ARE YOU SO HEARTLESS?!" (And then she broke me.)
"I went through the exact same thing last year. And I never got over it. Now I have a scar too deep to sew shut and my heart aches everyday for him. But when I look around, see my friends moving on with their lives and relationships, I know I should too."
"Are you going to?"
"No. I won't. Love him too much."
"So you see my dilemma!"
"Indeed I do. And I am most sorry."
"Mostly?! Only MOSTLY sorry!?"
"No dear, MOST. It means REALLY."
"Yes it is. And I will be too.
"You got it.
"You're very welcome!"
And with that, the mysterious Virginia disappeared and I haven't seen since.