If someone on the internet you always talked to dissapeared

What would you do? What would you think when someone on the internet that you talk to loads, or your always read their stories, stare at their drawings, stare at their photos suddenly just didn't update on whatever anymore?? A lil' story I thought of...

  
She leaned her head against the hard stone, like a sister would on her brother’s shoulder when they were tired, or just wanted to get attention cause they were bored. Unlike how a brother would grumble and fail an attempt of getting the heavy weight off them the stone just let her lay her head there contently.

Twiddling her fingers in the air she typed the first thing that came to her mind, to her surprise she found herself logging in to http://www.Blacktears.net/. She scrolled down the 1547 messages that was received since a year that the blog had been touched.

Lunarius5231: Seriously awesome story, you’re a freaking genius. I don’t know how you think of stories like that, I really can’t think of any criticism this time, other than your horrible use of grammar, be sure to read my Streets kay? (http://www.lunarius/stories/street_23.net)

Commented on the 21.5.10

Chibi-Chibi53: Wicked!!

Commented on the 22.5.10

Beanhead: never stop writing.

Commented on the 23.5.10

Pandaboy923: I almost peed my pants reading this.

Commented on the 25.5.10

Goldilocks1: OMG. I just don’t know what to say.

Commented on the 26.5.10

Snoopy732: You should write a book!!!

Commented on the 28.5.10

She scanned down the messages and noted that the comments had thinned out from fifty in a day to maybe one or two till one or so every now and then.

Lunarius5321: What the hell happened to you, are you dead or something?!!

 Commented on the 19.1.11

She gave a small bitter smile, “friends” weren’t friends if you never met them in person, you could have no friend on the internet. A horde of them would comment on your profile, say all these wonderful things whenever you put up something good, but it’s not like they would remember you. It’s not like they would know what you did with your life, they don’t even know what you looked liked in the first place. And they would of course eventually forget you.

19.1.11

The last comment was already from 4 months ago.

Her dear, warm, friendly and kind brother, the creator and blogger of blacktears.net was no longer here. She buried her face against the hard stone and hot liquid fell onto a shiny silver plate, “Here lies Ebony”.  

He died a year ago.