Talk:Julia Legare/@comment-4362270-20140218025637

I posted this on the talk page a long time ago but I guess I should put it here for easy access:

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1R8g6IfUGEix2L-d4fxweIHGrs6rllHY9CgI5b8yQWXE/edit?usp=sharing

The original was horrendously written in an OC thread on /x/ on a reply box by reply box basis without me so much as re-reading it before posting each bit. The link above is one where I sorted through it and re-wrote it to be a bit less shitty. If I didn't feel like someone would want to argue over it, I'd just exchange the entire story in an edit, even though I have the original submission email dialogue with WhoWasPhone of CreepyPasta.com saved. =P

Anyhow, thank you to those who like it. I've always loved that place and the odd sensation of despair and physical pressure that it exudes each time I visit. I think that Julia's story is one that shouldn't be forgotten.