Existential Crisis Pending
Dear Future Self, It’s Christmas morning (more like coming around to noon, but this sounds more poetic) as I’m writing this and surprisingly, I’m not feeling as shitty as I … Continue readingExistential Crisis Pending
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Social Anxiety Really F*cks With Your Head, Man
Well, you read the title. I think this is definitely something I should go to a professional about, y’know, to get a formal diagnosis and everything. However, I’m too broke … Continue readingSocial Anxiety Really F*cks With Your Head, Man
That Weird In-Between Stage
Dear Future Self, Should I make this a tradition? I read our teenaged self’s previous letter and I just realised just how small and insignificant our problems were back then … Continue readingThat Weird In-Between Stage
The Bizarre Disappearance and Murder of Valerie Jisoo
Never in Deborah Michaels’ seven-year long career at the Boston Police Department had she ever seen anything like this. She’d had all sorts of cases over the years, and had … Continue readingThe Bizarre Disappearance and Murder of Valerie Jisoo
Chairman’s Family Found Dead In Gristly Murder-Suicide, Possible Connection To Strange Reports On Construction Site?
Written by Emilia Chung May 14, 1964, Taipei When policemen turned up at Chairman Guo’s home after a panicked call from a neighbour, they were greeted with a most horrific … Continue readingChairman’s Family Found Dead In Gristly Murder-Suicide, Possible Connection To Strange Reports On Construction Site?
After Sixteen
Dear Future Self, You might look back on this and wonder, ‘why the hell did you think this was a good idea?’ But do bear with your silly teenage self … Continue readingAfter Sixteen
A Beijing Airport
It was probably two or three A.M. in the morning when the plane touched down in Beijing airport. It had been an excruciating five hours and I had barely managed … Continue readingA Beijing Airport
The Ramblings of a Sixteen-Year-Old
I’m sixteen. I turned sixteen a week ago. Sixteen, it’s kind of important. You’re getting to the end of your teenage years. You’re one year away from graduating. You’re probably … Continue readingThe Ramblings of a Sixteen-Year-Old
Eyes
I have told this story quite a few times in my life. To the police officers that arrived at my house after my father had called, to my excited classmates, … Continue readingEyes
Hallucinations
“So, you’re saying you see… Things.” Dr. Miles, a slim blonde woman in a sleek beige coat and square-framed glasses trailed off. Valerie kept her head bowed, letting her hair … Continue readingHallucinations