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Her Own Virtual Reality

It was 2am.

She was awake and lonely.

With few friends in the real world, the internet seemed her only opportunity to speak with anyone other than her cat.

She closed her eyes and hoped there would be someone online to talk to.

But when she opened her eyes, she saw nothing. An empty chat room with a lonely, single soul inside.


“When will I get to speak? When will someone sit in this stupid virtual room with me?”


A new person entered the room, username MrsWhiskerson.

She blinked in disbelief.

Back to talking to a cat, I guess.



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