The first time that thirteen-year-old Jessa tried to sign on to a chat-room, she'd covered her speakers with a pillow so that her parents wouldn't hear the computer dialing up to the internet. It turned out that the loud dialing, scratching, and military bleeping noises weren't actually coming from the speakers. She frantically stuffed the pillow
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I remember the days of "chat room dating." I had a "boyfriend" (not really but kind of) who was in Florida (and I'm in Louisiana) and he moved to Italy (where he ended up with a real girlfriend - and I was jealous, but things had gotten worse before that even happened).
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I never got into the whole chat room thing unless it was something preplanned with people I already "knew". I was petrified I'd fall for a serial killer!
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