Random tragic memory found in my old diary **Content Warning** Title edited by MNHQ
cardiologist349275 · 04/12/2021 15:36
Sorry this isn't an AIBU but I didn't know where to put this. I was going through 20+ years of diaries and came across a story my mum told me before she died.
There was a little girl who went to school with my brother. She had a brain tumour. She was extremely unwell but still went to school every day, and one boy was always bullying her and pushing her over in the playground and she would cut her knees open all the time. The teacher was also a nasty bully (this was the 80s so she got away with it for years) and was very cruel to the girl because she had to wear trousers because she couldn't cope with a skirt, but she found the trouser buttons really hard to do up and the teacher would pick on her about it and not help her. She died on the day of the school play aged five.
My Mum was haunted by it and never forgot that little girl who she said was so, so sweet.
To add to the family's tragedy, their other daughter sadly suffered from paranoid schizophrenia and had to live in sheltered accommodation. One day about ten years ago the mother went to visit her, not knowing the daughter was having an episode and had snuck a knife into the flat. She was stabbed to death.
Though I never knew any of these people, I think of them often. Their tragedy has been lost to time, but I think if I remember them then they won't just be....gone.
Does anyone else have any memories of other people that come back to them in a haunting way?
Myshitisreal · 05/12/2021 05:41
"gaol" suggests possibly not uk.
thickthighs73 · 05/12/2021 05:57
Gaol is an alternative spelling of jail, and it means the same thing. Historically, gaol was predominant in British English until roughly 1935, at which point jail became the more popular option.
Myshitisreal · 05/12/2021 06:02
No need for the lesson thanks. I'm very aware of what it means 🙄.
thickthighs73 · 05/12/2021 06:05
No need to be so bloody rude! I was curious myself so just C & P from Google
Myshitisreal · 05/12/2021 06:15
Actually I was rude because I thought your reply was patronising 😔
Let's draw a line under it - insomnia confusion. Sorry.
My point was Gaol might be used a lot in Ireland, maybe Australia but its not (on my experience) a common spelling in the uk.
orangejuicer · 05/12/2021 06:21
A guy murdered his family and then killed himself. The eldest son sat behind me in A-level History class. He never got his results and he was so bright. I think about him quite often. This was 1999ish.
TheLovelinessOfBaublyDemons · 05/12/2021 09:05
She had the transplant, did brilliantly afterwards but sadly died a year or so later. Her and her parents were so positive about uprooting their life to give her that chance.
This really touched me as my adult son has CF. They were so lucky to have the money to fly over. Even a few years extra is so valuable.
tearsforfears72 · 05/12/2021 09:10
Lisa Hession. She was a few years older than me, murdered walking home from a party nearly 40 years ago now. I think about her frequently and about how much of life she missed out on due to someone’s unspeakable cruelty. I hope one far justice will come for her.
tearsforfears72 · 05/12/2021 09:10
That should say, one day
lollipoprainbow · 05/12/2021 09:29
My mum remembers when the boys school in Petworth was bombed during the war, she had been evacuated there to stay with her auntie. The Bomb had been meant for Petworth House but missed and got the school instead. So many boys were killed along with a teacher and a laundry assistant. She took me when I was older to see the mass grave in the local church. So so haunting to see, will never forget that.
rach2713 · 05/12/2021 09:31
I have 2 thats haunt me. A boy was 3/4 his mum had left a chip pan on and it caught fire in the night he died but they got out.
Another was a girl i knew in secondary school year 9 died of meningitis was a shock as she was in school the day before she died..
TheMadGardener · 05/12/2021 09:56
Was this in Cornwall?
NinetyNineRedBalloonsGoBy · 05/12/2021 10:14
This whole thread is grief tourism at its worst. Gossiping about real people's tragedies whilst hiding behind a pretence of "oh it made me feel so sad". I am astounded at the fact that people are being named.
Every person described on here had someone who loved them. What if someone reading this recognises THEIR own child / friend / family member in these stories? And sees that their loved one has been reduced to a bit of salacious gossip on an Internet forum? Defined by their "interesting" death rather than their lives, loves, hopes and dreams.
These are real life tragedies not Sunday morning entertainment. Please stop.
TheLovelinessOfBaublyDemons · 05/12/2021 10:18
I think often of a girl who was briefly at school with me aged 9 or 10 ish.
I realise now she was clearly the victim of some pretty horrific abuse - her behaviour and language was so sexualised and unsettling. She would be horrendously coquettish to adults. I shudder now to think what she must have experienced to be behaving like that and relating to adults like that.
At the time, I thought she was very naughty and (as a massive goody two shoes and swot), someone to be avoided and maybe even sneered at.
She was only there a few months and then disappeared suddenly to some sort of "special school".
I hope she got the therapy she needed and forged a happier life as an adult although sadly I am also old enough now to know how unlikely that is.
I'm in a Discord server full of people who've been through this. It's so sad.
LuneyTunes · 05/12/2021 10:34
I disagree, in the main though that may be some posters' intentions. No one has described a tragedy as 'interesting'. It's a collective commemoration. Often these aren't experiences you can bring up in day to day life, 'oh, remember that horrible tragedy' in Costa Coffee. But in this context, it's an act of remembrance and showing these people, however closely or distantly known, and their grieving families are acknowledged and remembered, and a reminder to hold you own family closer if you're lucky to have one. Not 'salacious' in this context, many of these experiences have really haunted & stayed with people & it's an outlet for that, nothing untoward.
Youdoyoutoday · 05/12/2021 10:37
In primary school, my friend Joseph just disappeared one day, I still wonder what happened. My mum came along once on a school trip, very rare as she used to work cash in hand in those days, the 80s. I think she spoke to Joseph's mum that day and gathered that the father was a nasty piece of work. I think Joseph and his mum just did a runner one day. I hope they made it somewhere safe.
Another boy in primary school, started half way through the year, incredibly shy, he had an extra finger on 1 hand and was teased. I tried to be his friend and stop others being mean but he'd lash out when feeling threatened, he did hit me a few times but I never took badly, I really just wanted to help him, I often wonder how he is. He didn't stay at the school long.
FlorenceNightshade · 05/12/2021 11:23
For those that are saying negative things about the spirit of this thread may I just say this.....As a parent of someone who was lost in what could be considered "tragic circumstances" after a short life that while happy was definitely tinged with sadness and fate dealt a cruel hand I would be so happy to know that someone else remembers him, thinks about him, cared about him etc
When you lose someone one of the hardest things (in my experience) is that the world seems to keep turning while yours has stopped. You feel that your loss is forgotten as others get on with their own lives. I would definitely take comfort from knowing that people outside the family remember him and how unfair the world can be.
Just my take on this. Love and light to all
EmbarrassingHadrosaurus · 05/12/2021 11:30
In Anglo-Saxon, there's a phrase longsumne lof - it expresses the idea that people and their lives live on when they're remembered, and the implication is with love or for their admirable actions, or just for who they were.
The concept is that we live on in the hearts and minds of others who keep us alive by telling stories of us. I often think of this when I recall stories that people tell of kind actions, or of people they remember who died.
When I was a child, we weren't necessarily allowed to attend a funeral or talk to the parents of a dead friend so we didn't ever get to tell them what they meant to us. Many posters here are telling stories of people who touched their lives or hearts and whom they remember sometimes decades later. I would hope that nobody recognises most of the stories here but that the knowledge that it might bring some balm to some that nobody ever truly knows the impact of some lives upon others.
NannyOggsWhiskyStash · 05/12/2021 12:09
This thread has really taken me back, some very sad stories, did not expect to be in tears today. I had a friend, Julie in primary school who had to move away with her mum, as her dad was beating the crap out of the mum. Still think of her and am in my 50s now. Also my brothers' best friend Alan, who was hit by a removal van while at primary, it was just awful, especially as he was an only child of elderly parents. A very good friend, who died of a drug OD, what made it worse was that we had fallen out before. Just tragic.
LemonJuiceFromConcentrate · 05/12/2021 12:13
There may be some exceptions, but the tone of reflection and authentic tenderness in many of the stories here is striking.
Calling the thread grief tourism and gossip, assuming the worst possible motives for it, seems unfair.
Baileys123 · 05/12/2021 12:50
DeadoftheMoon · 05/12/2021 13:09
I recently bought a pin badge from Rosie's Plaques, which says on it, 'In memory of our sisters, who were just walking home.' I'll add Lisa Hession to 'our sisters', Sarah Everard and Sabina Nessa.
DeadoftheMoon · 05/12/2021 13:15
It's also an unusual, infrequent opportunity to express that people have mattered to you, and that their sorrow touched you. Thank you for this thread.
zingally · 05/12/2021 13:31
There was a family of 3 girls who went to my school. The oldest was my sisters age, the second was a year older than me, and the youngest was 2 years behind me.
The youngest had cystic fibrosis and was really bad with it. I remember seeing her get physio in the school library every lunch time from one of the teaching assistants. She ended up dying in her late teens, probably the better part of 15 years ago now. We weren't friendly, but I do think of her a couple of times a year. What a short and difficult life she must have had.
Thing was, her 2 older sisters were both horrible bullies. But thinking back now, they probably felt very pushed aside by all the care the youngest one needed, and were just reacting to that.
SlamLikeAGuitar · 05/12/2021 13:34
These are so sad
The one that I can never let go of and it haunts me, is when I was 16, in basic training with the army, a lad the same age as me crossed the finish line of our regimental cross country race and dropped dead from cardiac arrest.
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