Official Details

Date of Death: 198?

Chipboard poem

I heard this story from a friend of a friend
Of a girl who once lived out by the dead end
No one who remembers wishes to speak her name
But the stories they tell are all the same

Death Certificate

There once was a girl who could not be named
Her body was found in the woods mangled and maimed
To speak her true name was to invoke a curse
Where she would stalk you to the ends of the earth.