Well I guess my story will start when I entered grade 9. After leaving elementary school I went to a private high school that was an hour and a half bus ride each way. I didn't know anyone at the school that well while I was there and I just spent all my time mainly playing World of Warcraft or browsing the internet. I was very lonely at this time an just wanted someone to talk to. I went to an online chat on one of my favorite websites to meet new people and have conversations. I met a girl who was my age and was very attractive. I would spend so much time talking to her, and I would avoid doing things to sit at my computer hoping she would come on. She made me feel so special and we would talk till late in the night and text during the day. It probably lasted for about 9 months and there were days that we would spend all day long talking about stuff. I loved her so much but I still had only seen pictures of her but i didn't care she was still real to me. The next year had come and I had moved to a boarding school and I didn't really have any friends there either on the first year, so I spent most of my time talking to her but she was slowly drifting away and getting more involved in school. Eventually we didn't talk much anymore and I missed her so much, I just wanted things to get back like they used to be. I decided to mail her a package with all my favorite things in it. Like a lucky charm and my favorite stuffed animal and other things along with a book filled with pictures and stuff I wrote for her. Well the package didn't send and it was returned to my house where my parents found it and wondered wtf i was doing with it. They didn't want me talking to people online at all. Just the fact the box had returned made me have so many doubts about her being who she said she was. It could have been anyone that I was talking to. I felt so betrayed that i had to stop talking to her all togeather and i said goodbye to her one night. It made me so sad and broke my heart. I think ive been dead inside ever since then. Ive had a gf now for about 2.5 years now and I still don't think i love her as much as the first. I still think about her often and its been like 8 years since then. Ive looked her up on facebook since then and tried to contact her but she didn't know who i was which just gave me more doubts or did i just mean nothing to her. It makes me sad all the time. I miss her but i will never get her back. If she is even real.