I remember running across the tops of hay bales, heart beating hard in my chest, playing chase with my friends. When you get older, you’re playing chase from far worse.
Popular theories include that they were faking their own deaths, went into a witness protection program, committed group suicide, were killed by a cult, or were involved in drugs/drug dealing.
You taught me that the hardest thing in this world is to live in it.
“She was an unusual woman — a little ahead of her times. And she didn’t know it.”
There’s no spoon-feeding here — you are as clueless as if you were actually blindfolded, driven to this location, and left to fend for yourself. And it’s fun as hell.
Multiple witnesses, including Nicole’s own mother, have claimed he kissed her corpse on the lips and whispered an apology.
Turns out that no matter where you live, terror can find you. And it will.
This is not one of those millennial think-pieces that talk you up, that tell you how special you are and that your heart is strong and that you’ll make it. I wish it was but it’s not. This is something more important than that.
“God is cruel. Sometimes he makes you live.”
THAT IS HORRIFYING. I READ THAT WHEN I WAS EIGHT YEARS OLD. No wonder I repressed it.