It was a windy night in the outskirts of Chicago, Illinois. I was half way out the front door before my mom stopped me and asked where i was going. I told her I was sleeping over at Jackies, my best friend since middle school who my mom trusted and adored. Little did she know I was actually meeting John, a boy I met on Tinder. He sounded so sweet, so caring, so motivated, so manly. I should've known not everyone is who they appear to be online. My story will show you the dangers of 'John' and the online world of dating.
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Tinderella
HorrorIt was a windy night in the outskirts of Chicago, Illinois. I was half way out the front door before my mom stopped me and asked where i was going. I told her I was sleeping over at Jackies, my best friend since middle school who my mom trusted and...
