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Sitting in her old baggy nightie, with her tissue box sitting close by, Trina clicked the left button on her mouse and waited impatiently for her 'Real World' to evolve...

Nothing pleased her more, than to click the icon on her monitor, prompting her to connect to the internet... There she could hide amongst the millions, being just another 'Web person'.

It was a magical world, where she could be and do anything... Anything else, was better than being herself... If anyone was to see her walking down the road, they wouldn't even flutter an eyelid, yet the moment her 'Instant messenger service' downloaded, she was a queen...

In real life, if she was to look at her address book, she would be turning endless empty pages. When the postman came, which wasn't often, usually he only had bills for her to pay... Yet in the Wonderful World Wide Web, she was constantly threatened by her email server to delete messages, as she had too many in her account...

Once sitting in her favourite chair.. well any chair really, as long as it was in front of her monitor and keyboard... The transformation she felt within herself was astounding!

She lived, breathed the feeling that she only ever got on the internet.. Was she hiding from real life, she would often ask herself.. Of course she wasn't, to Trina it was only on the internet, that she felt brave enough to say and feel the way that she did and to share that feeling with others!

Once her homepage had downloaded, she smiled again to herself and surfed to her favourite hangout... The chat room... but it wasn't any old chat room, it had taken her almost a year to find this one. It was different to most, in that within this chat room, members were not allowed to be or do anything, that they really were in real life..

Most would call it simple a 'role playing arena' yet it was more than that..