"Will you quit?!" I yell at the man in the mask. It was the fourth time he's tried to get me to join. I wouldn't have any of it, but in the back of my head I knew it was a good idea to use this to get over my fear. "Will you just consider it?" He retaliates while holding out the phone. "You know you need this!" Dammit ~~~~~ Moving into my new house with my friend of the Internet of almost three years seemed a bit far fetched from safety in my family's eyes but he welcomed me with opened arms, as well did his girlfriend. My first meeting with him would be a day that I considered un-forgetful and it made my cheek hurt with each moment The day come across my train of thought. From having one friend in my hometown to moving and having more than enough to not know what to do with. I loved my new friends because each one grabs a different reaction from me, but then it's making me wonder if I truly should've moved into on-campus dorms, instead. They were my friends, what could go wrong?