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Random tragic memory found in my old diary **Content Warning** Title edited by MNHQ
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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?

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CathyorClaire · 04/12/2021 20:53

A girl I was reasonably friendly with as a teen at school died crossing a busy road at 21. I'd lost contact with her by then but still think of her and all the living she's missed.

I also think of a young man I knew as a work colleague's husband. She decided to leave him and he killed himself. Also 21.

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Jenasaurus · 04/12/2021 20:54

My 7 year old friend was playing with her younger brother, he was pushing he in a wheelbarrow when she fell out on her, head. She went to bed that night but died in her sleep from the head injury. Her mum was also a dinner lady at the same school and I remember the assembly when it was announced, and the feelings of grief through all of us was terrible, I refused to wear the pinafore I had on that day again as some how associated it, Her mum still worled at the school as a dinner lady for many years, I spotted her when my own children went to the same school years later. I am 56 now but that memory still haunts me, it was the first person I had known who had died, and being a child was so awful. Her poor brother, an innocent game they played cost her, her life, it was an accident but I wonder if he ever really got over it.

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x2boys · 04/12/2021 20:55

Someone I went to secondary school with was one of the first people to die of an ecstasy overdose at the age of 17 ,he was a very quiet boy at school not somebody you would have associated with drug misuse ,wether he had used it before or not I don't know ,he collapsed in a club in Liverpool and died later that night ,he was his parents only child , utterly tragic ,he would be 48 now if he had lived .

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GrandTheftWalrus · 04/12/2021 20:57

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GrandTheftWalrus · 04/12/2021 20:57

The headteacher in the story has now passed away as well from Cancer.

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SheMustBeAnAngel · 04/12/2021 20:58

I moved to a new primary school when I was 9. A very sweet, kind girl called Mandy, befriended me. She died in a car accident one weekend - our teacher told us. I told my parents and they didn't believe my story or that she even existed. I don't know if her whole family died. I couldn't begin to imagine the pain her parents went through if they lived. I think of her occasionally. I was very shy and all I remember of her was her turning around from the seat in front of me, smiling warmly at me and introducing herself.

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Carpetsareforflying · 04/12/2021 21:02

I was in a geography lesson, year 8, and one of my best friends broke down in tears. Unconsolable tears. She told us her stepdad had raped her.
Turned out it had been going on for years, and her mother was allowing it. She went to live with her grandmother and never spoke to her mother again. Stepdad disappeared off the face of the earth and the mother blamed my friend for ruining the relationship 🤨

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Helpimfalling · 04/12/2021 21:06

Oh lord I've just had to go and get in bed with my little girl and hold her tight.

Life is just so so fragile, I wish I hadn't read this thread. I couldn't stop though I felt I had to read of of respect for these poor little lives.

Makes you not want to let your babies out of your sight doesn't it!

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SommerTen · 04/12/2021 21:10

Lots of boys & girls at my secondary school were into various drugs.
Most of them grew out of it and just saw it as a bit of fun, but some became addicted to heroin as they got older.
I was sad to hear that one of my ex classmates died of a heroin overdose recently, just as he was about start rehab.

One of our teachers in secondary school was stabbed to death by a heroin addict in his own back garden. That heroin addict was the older brother of a girl in my year.
He's out of prison now.
The son of that teacher was so devastated by his fathers murder that he, in turn, became a heroin addict too.

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VanillaIce1 · 04/12/2021 21:12

@lilmishap Yes thats right. She was found alive at the bottom of her bunk bed but had inhaled so much smoke she didn't stand a chance. Sad

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MerryMarigold · 04/12/2021 21:14

I remember Justin from my primary school. I don't remember anyone else from that school as I was only there for a couple of terms. He always smelled of wee and had a constant runny nose, which I can still see in my mind's eye. I was 9 so we were not little kids. I often wonder what happened to him and what kind family life he had, and I hope he was ok in the long run.

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dunkery · 04/12/2021 21:16

I have never forgotten a little girl called Julia who came to our small junior school. Before she came we were told that she had a bad heart and we shouldn't chase her or frighten her by jumping out suddenly as she was fragile. She was 6 years old and a sweet little thing, blonde and very pale and we were all very protective to her. About 6months later she went into hospital for a heart operation and we were told in assembly that she had died. It was the first time anyone that young that I knew had died.
Later I was a similar age to the children who died in the aberfan disaster and it always upsets me on the anniversary.

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TakeMe2Insanity · 04/12/2021 21:19

I was 5 years old, so 1981. We were crossing the road at Liberty the lady in front of me was knocked over in front of me. It’s stayed with me. I pass by frequently and think about her. I don’t know she was, but her face has stayed in my mind.

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ddl1 · 04/12/2021 21:24

I spent a certain amount of time in hospital as a kid, and knew children who were never going to live to grow up. There was one girl on my ward in particular who became a friend. She gave me two little woollen dolls as a present. Less than a month later, she had an operation for a congenital heart defect, and never woke up. She was 8. She would probably have survived nowadays. I still have those dolls, and I still think of her.

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ReginaaPhalange · 04/12/2021 21:33

A girl I went to primary and secondary school with had cystic fibrosis. Absolutely beautiful girl and always smiling. She was off quite a bit as she didn't keep well. I remember just after finishing school, it was in the paper that she had died on the operating table for her life changing lung transplant. So so sad. She was robbed of her future. She was only 17. Her mum died a couple of years later too and I often think of the family, especially at Christmas.

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Pascal80 · 04/12/2021 21:34

My best friend at infants and junior school was called Wendy (a common name in the 1960s for girls because of Peter Pan). She went to visit her Dad in Singapore in the summer holidays. Her Dad was a businessman working there.

She died falling off the top of a tower block. She was ten. No more information ever came out about it. I can still see her laughing with her long gold plaits and Black Watch tartan kilt. That was 48 years ago.

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Daisy95 · 04/12/2021 21:39

My brothers friends drowned whilst on holiday with his family. Only 6 at the time. We went to his funeral, this is the first time I realised not just old people died. My brother took a while to get back into water after this.

My cousin died in a car crash just after passing his driving test. A year later his best friend ( who I was close too) died in a car accident too, actually survived the crash but got hit by a car trying to get out. It affected my whole family so much. My other cousin who was close with both of these boys still isn't the same person he used to be. His laugh isn't the same.

A girl who I went to dance school with hung herself. She was a beautiful soul.

Whilst on holiday for my wedding, a little boy drowned in the swimming pool. Me and my husband tried everything we could (nurses) but we unfortunately couldn't do anything to bring him back. His mums screams and pleads still haunt me. I can hear it clear as day.

I think about them all regularly.

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MrsRussell · 04/12/2021 21:41

When I was in my early 20s and going clubbing, me and my friend at the time used to attract every weirdo in Manchester.
There was one particular boy in the Ritz who didn't speak in sentences: he used to make childish noises, he used to come up and pat you on the head and do weird dog impressions, sit on the floor at your feet and get you to pat him on the head. He smelt rather badly of dirty hair and teenage boys and we used to avoid the bugger like the plague.
He called himself Squeak, anyway, he used to come up and say hopefully "Squeak's pal?" whilst trying to get you to pat him on the head.
It turned out he had been a perfectly ordinary young man until his mum had died in traumatic circumstances, and after that he sort of turned into...Squeak. I wish I knew whether he un-Squeaked eventually - he was a dear soul when he wasn't trying to be a dog.

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GreenWhiteViolet · 04/12/2021 21:42

Not about death, but another person I'm always reminded of at this time of year.

I'm autistic and very much fit the 'little professor' stereotype in primary school. So of course aged 5 or 6 I took it upon myself to tell everyone I could on the playground that Santa wasn't real and was scientifically impossible. The 'naughty boy' of the class took me aside and explained to me that he knew the truth, too, but even though we were right it was nicer not to tell the others. I didn't really understand, but he persevered. Looking back, he was late/absent a lot and dressed quite shabbily, and I suspect he knew because his parents couldn't or didn't get him 'Santa' presents. Having that kind of emotional awareness at such a young age was quite something, though, and I hope his life got better.

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CaputApriDefero · 04/12/2021 21:43

A couple of weeks ago I was rear ended in stationary traffic by a man on his phone. My car was forced into the one in front and ended up being written off. Lots of soft tissue injuries for me- neck, shoulders, knee, elbow, wrist- and a concussion. The noise and the shock of being hit by a vehicle was horrendous and all I could think about for days was my ex boyfriend's best mate. When he was 23 he was driving home from university- literally driving home as he had just finished his final semester and he was hit head on by a drunk driver and killed about half a mile from his house on a blind turn. The other driver was on the wrong side of the road without any headlights on. At his funeral, someone said the doctor had told his parents that he wouldn't have felt anything, all he would have had time to even register was the sound before he wasn't living anymore. That sound must have been deafening and terrifying and he must have known, in that split second, that it was over for him.

Also, an incredibly beautiful girl I went to college with was diagnosed with a rare liver tumour at 20 that she was told was in remission after four years but then returned and though she battled hard it eventually took her life. What I will always remember is her posting about trying alternative therapy because chemo hadn't worked and how she felt really positive that she was going to live, it would save her and that she wasn't ready to die. She died a few weeks later, just before she turned 30. A third of her life was spent fighting cancer and she was just so desperate to live.

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heelforheelandtoefortoe · 04/12/2021 21:48

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catscatscurrantscurrants · 04/12/2021 21:52

My older brother had a friend when he was in his teens, this young lad's parents had had him late in life when they thought they'd never have kids, and he was their whole world. He was a lovely lad who came to our house quite a bit. When he was 17 he bought a motorbike, went out one day for a ride and was killed when he lost control and hit a wall. It was such a tragedy and it must have destroyed his mum and dad.

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ClareBlue · 04/12/2021 21:53

Emma who I was friends with for the first 18 years of our lives and went to South Africa on holiday and was run over and killed. 35 years ago but I still remember exact conversations we had.

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TitoMojito · 04/12/2021 21:55

I knew a girl in my teenage years, a best friend of one of my best friends. We didn’t see each other often but I was devastated when she announced she had cancer, and even more devastated when she died. I still think about her a lot. When it gets to a milestone in my life, it occurs to me that she'll never have those milestones. Breaks my heart every time.

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julieca · 04/12/2021 21:57

Jim who was in my primary school class. He seemed a nice lad but wouldn't do any work. One year we had a horrible teacher who I remember saying to me that she didn't care that Jim didn't do any work, because he didn't cause any problems. I was shocked. He must have been about 9 years old, she should have cared about him.

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