I'm going to Hell...
...because I said the Lord's Prayer backwards at a funeral to summon up the Goat of Mendes, Freddie Woo tells us. Tell us why you're doomed.
Thanks to Kaol for the suggestion
( , Thu 11 Dec 2008, 13:09)
...because I said the Lord's Prayer backwards at a funeral to summon up the Goat of Mendes, Freddie Woo tells us. Tell us why you're doomed.
Thanks to Kaol for the suggestion
( , Thu 11 Dec 2008, 13:09)
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Emma
There was a bit of an odd girl at school who was super intelligent but came from a somewhat deprived background. He father had passed away, and her mother was on benefits. On school ‘mufti’ day she used to wear her school blouse with a curtain as a skirt. I asked her in music lesson if it was a skirt or a curtain. She said it used to be a curtain, but now it was a skirt. It would be a curtain sometime later that night though.
She used to wander around the school on her own on breaktimes and lunchtimes or sometime read books in the library. We all used to make fun of her but I also kind of liked her (in a platonic sense) because she was highly individual. After GCSEs she moved away and sometimes she used to call me on the telephone. She had moved to the Scottish Highlands with her mother but her mother was sick so she had to give up college as she had to look after her mum.
After her mum had died, she kind of mentally twanged and went to go and live in an unheated bothy and go on walks around the highlands. I didn’t even know what the hell a bothy was until she explained. She called me once asking me to go up and see her, but I was in the middle of my first year uni exams in Exeter.
I didn’t go even though I probably could have.
A few weeks later in the summer when I called the number that she usually called on, it just rang and rang. It was a callbox I found out later. Then I found out from someone else that she had hanged herself earlier in the summer in her beloved bothy.
Fuck my excuses, I could have stopped her. Maybe I will see her when I die.
( , Wed 17 Dec 2008, 10:07, 16 replies)
There was a bit of an odd girl at school who was super intelligent but came from a somewhat deprived background. He father had passed away, and her mother was on benefits. On school ‘mufti’ day she used to wear her school blouse with a curtain as a skirt. I asked her in music lesson if it was a skirt or a curtain. She said it used to be a curtain, but now it was a skirt. It would be a curtain sometime later that night though.
She used to wander around the school on her own on breaktimes and lunchtimes or sometime read books in the library. We all used to make fun of her but I also kind of liked her (in a platonic sense) because she was highly individual. After GCSEs she moved away and sometimes she used to call me on the telephone. She had moved to the Scottish Highlands with her mother but her mother was sick so she had to give up college as she had to look after her mum.
After her mum had died, she kind of mentally twanged and went to go and live in an unheated bothy and go on walks around the highlands. I didn’t even know what the hell a bothy was until she explained. She called me once asking me to go up and see her, but I was in the middle of my first year uni exams in Exeter.
I didn’t go even though I probably could have.
A few weeks later in the summer when I called the number that she usually called on, it just rang and rang. It was a callbox I found out later. Then I found out from someone else that she had hanged herself earlier in the summer in her beloved bothy.
Fuck my excuses, I could have stopped her. Maybe I will see her when I die.
( , Wed 17 Dec 2008, 10:07, 16 replies)
Err no,
you were in the middle of exams. And Exeter to the Highlands is hardly a quick jaunt.
You couldn't have stopped her.
( , Wed 17 Dec 2008, 10:23, closed)
you were in the middle of exams. And Exeter to the Highlands is hardly a quick jaunt.
You couldn't have stopped her.
( , Wed 17 Dec 2008, 10:23, closed)
^^ Seconded
You had no idea that she was in a state and you had other things on. There was no way you could have known to do anything.
Don;t beat yourself up about it, it's ok to regret it but you have to know that it's not your fault.
( , Wed 17 Dec 2008, 10:29, closed)
You had no idea that she was in a state and you had other things on. There was no way you could have known to do anything.
Don;t beat yourself up about it, it's ok to regret it but you have to know that it's not your fault.
( , Wed 17 Dec 2008, 10:29, closed)
^
It's a kind of house with no windows or doors that people use for shelter.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bothy
( , Wed 17 Dec 2008, 12:59, closed)
It's a kind of house with no windows or doors that people use for shelter.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bothy
( , Wed 17 Dec 2008, 12:59, closed)
the bothy in your link has a door
i think some of them have windows too
( , Wed 17 Dec 2008, 13:22, closed)
i think some of them have windows too
( , Wed 17 Dec 2008, 13:22, closed)
Anyway, I am going to hell...
because I invented this whole story.
( , Wed 17 Dec 2008, 11:18, closed)
because I invented this whole story.
( , Wed 17 Dec 2008, 11:18, closed)
I'm so upset by your blatant invention...
...that I'm going to kill myself. Meet you in HELL (attempts to laugh evilly, but finishes with an embarassingly high pitched squeaking).
( , Wed 17 Dec 2008, 18:06, closed)
...that I'm going to kill myself. Meet you in HELL (attempts to laugh evilly, but finishes with an embarassingly high pitched squeaking).
( , Wed 17 Dec 2008, 18:06, closed)
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