Rona Vaselaar
Rona Vaselaar is a graduate from the University of Notre Dame and currently attending Johns Hopkins as a graduate student.
I’m Finally Ready To Tell The Haunting Story Behind My Wife’s Death
Molly didn’t much care for ink or piercings, but she did have one tattoo. A small one, and it was almost never visible. It was on her back, just a few inches below her neck. A tiny keyhole, no embellishments, no nothing.
In Each Generation A Child In Our Family Commits Suicide, And Nobody Knows Why
Growing up, it hung as a shadow over my head. Mostly because my parents were always afraid that it was going to happen to me, or my little brother, Max. Of course, with my morose disposition and general introversion, I suppose I was the greater concern.
All I Wanted Was A Life Of Power But I Paid For It With My Soul
If you had three wishes, what would you choose? What wishes would be worth the price of your soul?
I Inherited Lilac House From My Mother, And I’m Positive There’s Something Sinister In The Basement
“What happened. At Lilac House?” I repeated, a bit of anger beginning to creep into my words.
She sighed as she settled in the chair across from me.
“Do you really want to know?” She asked.
I wasn’t sure, but I nodded anyway.
My Mother Started Acting Strange After I Got My Period, And Now I Know The Grisly Reason Why
For years, I slept on bloody sheets once every month, with ghostly white one covering the single window in my room every night. At first, I thought of it as something I had to do, simply because my mother said it was best for me.
I’m Ready To Tell The Truth About The Demented Things I Did To Decide Who To Vote For
See, I wanted to see which party’s members were the best. Most honorable, most compassionate, most intelligent… the whole shebang. And I could think of only one way to determine the moral fiber of each.
I Never Thought The Goodbye Tradition I Shared With My Friends Would Follow Us Even After Death
“I wasn’t sure at first. But then Nikki called me this morning to tell me she’d seen her, too, and we talked about it, and…” She paused.“And what?” I prompted. “We didn’t… say goodbye.”
There Is A Goddamn Monster In My Room, And Nobody Can See It Except For Me
I realized that by starving it I was also starving myself, but that didn’t upset me, not really. I hated it, and so I would persevere through my own pain and sickness.
There’s A Stretch Of I-90 In Minnesota Where You Should Never Drive, And I Almost Didn’t Survive To Tell You Why
Suddenly, this road felt like it served a different purpose. Like it was devoid of all human life and vestiges.
I Should Have Believed My Daughter When She Told Me About The Thing Living Under The Bed
A strange little shiver crept up my spine at that. He likes the dark. Kids are creepy. Shaking off the feeling, I walked across the room and checked under the bed.
I Met A Girl At My Skating Lake, And The Truth About What Happened To Her Haunts Me To This Day
She glided across the ice, stumbling once or twice, and I grimaced at the pockmarks she must be leaving on the surface. She wasn’t very good at skating, I decided. That made me feel a little better, like we might be on more even ground.
The Police Believe My Grandparents Were Murdered At Random, But I Know The Grisly Truth Behind What Really Happened
One night, as I gasped myself awake from loud and vivid dreams, I heard a voice. It was a low voice, vibrating with intensity, shaking and piercing me. It almost seemed as though I heard it not from my ears, but from somewhere deep inside of me.