This is a story about an experience people had as a result of on line dating...This is non fiction...
"Myspace Dating"
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(Part 1)
Three punches to her head provided Sharon with a one way ticket to the concrete...not a place of solitude...opposite to the candle light dinner where they happened to meet...by mistake...maybe by fate... but who's praying...they both got stood up from possible online dating...online escaping...online mating but this isn't natural...some people you meet....are not natural...just a blog of pipe dreams...a blog displaying a representative that will never be... the knight or queen of your dreams...two souls attempting to visit a land created by computer programmers...magicians who swear they have the answers to your needs...Sharon and Tom traded smiles... as the waiter sent a drink to each party...this was the start...this was the initial greeting into foreign lands that should have never been invaded...never been thought of as a place of elation..."Myspace Dating"...a world where everyone is a star...everyone is so special...so creative...so kind...so nice...but what about the real closet where our clothes reside...what about how people really are inside...a lot different than the bulletins that one might possess...and all you see is how they stress this positive persona...time doesn't lie...time was created by the father so his children only need to read the clock...Four months later Sharon found out what Tom did best...not the music that he produced...not the New York Times Best Seller list...rather...a temper that manifested into physical aggression...as verbal lashes weakened her back...she wish she could go back...to that moment...when her... "Myspace Dating" thoughts could have stayed just that...a thought and a laugh...cyber should never be reality and the bruises on her arms proved it...the five weeks of charm and ....who the hell is this on the other end of this phone...proved it...The third punch to her jaw introduced her to that concrete...several loud screams and the door bell ringed...Busting through the door was her husband who was shipped to Iraq six months ago...six hours ago he called but the yells drowned out the phone...he was on his way home...bored seven months ago Sharon joined myspace for a little leisure...now three tombstones read...THIS IS THE RESULT OF ONLINE DATING...a place where people meet...a place where...EVERYBODY KNOWS YOUR NAME...cheers...
Short story by Anthony Chavon Hanes
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Written on 2007-03-17 at 17:07
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"Myspace Dating" by Anthony Hanes
"Myspace Dating"
http://www.tonyhanespoerty.com/
(Part 1)
Three punches to her head provided Sharon with a one way ticket to the concrete...not a place of solitude...opposite to the candle light dinner where they happened to meet...by mistake...maybe by fate... but who's praying...they both got stood up from possible online dating...online escaping...online mating but this isn't natural...some people you meet....are not natural...just a blog of pipe dreams...a blog displaying a representative that will never be... the knight or queen of your dreams...two souls attempting to visit a land created by computer programmers...magicians who swear they have the answers to your needs...Sharon and Tom traded smiles... as the waiter sent a drink to each party...this was the start...this was the initial greeting into foreign lands that should have never been invaded...never been thought of as a place of elation..."Myspace Dating"...a world where everyone is a star...everyone is so special...so creative...so kind...so nice...but what about the real closet where our clothes reside...what about how people really are inside...a lot different than the bulletins that one might possess...and all you see is how they stress this positive persona...time doesn't lie...time was created by the father so his children only need to read the clock...Four months later Sharon found out what Tom did best...not the music that he produced...not the New York Times Best Seller list...rather...a temper that manifested into physical aggression...as verbal lashes weakened her back...she wish she could go back...to that moment...when her... "Myspace Dating" thoughts could have stayed just that...a thought and a laugh...cyber should never be reality and the bruises on her arms proved it...the five weeks of charm and ....who the hell is this on the other end of this phone...proved it...The third punch to her jaw introduced her to that concrete...several loud screams and the door bell ringed...Busting through the door was her husband who was shipped to Iraq six months ago...six hours ago he called but the yells drowned out the phone...he was on his way home...bored seven months ago Sharon joined myspace for a little leisure...now three tombstones read...THIS IS THE RESULT OF ONLINE DATING...a place where people meet...a place where...EVERYBODY KNOWS YOUR NAME...cheers...
Short story by Anthony Chavon Hanes
Read 821 times
Written on 2007-03-17 at 17:07
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