Originally Posted by
Dan Druff
Ah, Goldfield....
It's a ghost town almost 200 miles north of Vegas, towards Reno.
In the late 2000s, I talked to a girl in a chat room who claimed to be from Goldfield, and said she worked at a McDonald's there. I was pretty sure it had no population, and couldn't picture a McDonald's, though maybe there could be one off the freeway.
She eventually told me she was joking about the whole thing, and was actually from Vegas. She was a cute blond girl in her mid-20s, and we had loosely discussed meeting up, but it just never ended up happening. One day, a dude who had been friends with her for a long time confided in me that she was afraid to meet me because of various health issues. He said that the health issues made her, among other things, extremely fatigued and it was hard for her to go out normally. I asked her about it, and she told me about it in more detail. She said she really liked me but was just so afraid of meeting and having me see her like this. I told her that I would never judge her for such a thing, and I'd be happy to meet up with her when she was ready. She seemed very relieved, and said we could meet up very soon.
Then... nothing. Not too long after that, I was completely ghosted. I figured she was too embarrassed once I knew the truth about her conditions, and just wanted away from me, and back into the online fantasy world of being like everyone else.
About a year later I looked at her Myspace out of curiosity, and it hadn't been updated since around the time she stopped talking to me. I did a little research and saw that she died within weeks of our last conversation. Sad.
Still haven't made it out to Goldfield.
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