The Subreddit's first rule is that you can't kill yourself. The second rule is you can't kill anyone else. It's called /c/suicide. Don't look for it.

Sometimes you run across something that you never see. The way my Facebook blew up recently reminded me of that.<br><br>I’ve heard of people finding Facebook pages for dead people. They’re usually taken over by the family for memorial purposes, but Facebook isn’t supposed to let people do that. The rule is that they’re supposed to delete dead people’s profiles, but they don’t always do that. Sometimes they lock the profile and keep it up, again for memorial purposes, but they don’t do that all the time either. <br><br>I have a friend, John, who has lost 3 people in the past 3 years. He found a Facebook page for one of them. It was locked and he couldn’t message them or view their profile. <br><br>I don’t know how he thought of it or what possessed him to do it, but he decided to go and 'visit' the page in real life. He walked around the places that person used to frequent. That’s how he ran into them. I use that word because he didn’t actually run into them. He just saw them. <br><br>He’s talked about it before. They were literally just a person, but he knew it was them. He recognised them, but not really. It was them, and it wasn’t them. <br><br>I don’t think the dead person even noticed him. He said they looked completely normal and didn’t even look at him. It was like he wasn’t there. John has since visited the other two people he lost. All three times he’s had the same experience. It’s not just John. Facebook is full of people talking about seeing dead people. <br><br>I’ve lost two people in my life. One was about 10 years ago when I was 10 myself; my best friend died of cancer. The other was my first boyfriend; he was learning to drive and a tree fell on his car. It was a freak accident. I was about 19 at the time. I’ve been looking for their profiles ever since I found John's post. <br><br>I couldn’t find my friend but I found my ex’s profile. It was locked. <br><br>I live in Australia so I couldn’t exactly go and 'visit' them. I decided to post on the thread explaining my situation and see if anyone in the area knew of it. <br><br>I waited a few days, but no one replied. It was probably a stupid idea. <br><br>I decided to post again. This time on a different thread. It was called Location Thread. That's where people post where they live and then other people message them privately with the name of the person they want to visit. <br><br>It was a couple of days before I got a PM. <br><br>“Hey I saw your post. If it’s still open I’d love to take you to my fiancé” it read. <br><br>I responded with a picture of my ex. <br><br>“Sammy? Oh my god. Where are you from?” the message read. <br><br>I messaged back that I was from Melbourne and she said she lived in a suburb about half an hour out. <br><br>She picked me up from my house at 8am that morning in a bright red car. I didn’t expect her to cry so much. She told me she hadn’t seen him in almost 3 years but she still cried when she looked at pictures of him. <br><br>I reminded her that she was driving and asked if she was okay. She said she was fine, so we drove to the place in silence. <br><br>When we got there I saw him. It was like John said; it was him and it wasn’t him. <br><br>The girl who was driving didn’t say anything. She just pulled over and I got out. <br><br>I walked up to him. He looked at me and I just froze. <br><br>I didn’t know what to say. <br><br>I wanted to run away. <br><br>I wanted to hug him. <br><br>I just stood there until he walked away. <br><br>I walked back to the car. The girl hadn’t stopped crying. I didn’t know what to do so I just shut the door and sat there. <br><br>When she calmed down a bit she asked me why I didn’t say anything. <br><br>I didn’t know what to say. <br><br>I wanted to run away. <br><br>I wanted to hug him. <br><br>She asked me what he said to me but he didn’t say anything. She asked me what happened while I was up there. I didn’t know what to say. <br><br>I wanted to run away. <br><br>I wanted to hug him. <br><br>I just shrugged at her. <br><br>I didn’t know what to do. <br><br>She started crying again. I felt like I’d done something wrong so I reached out to her and hugged her. <br><br>She hugged me back and cried even more. <br><br>I held her while she cried. <br><br>I cried too. <br><br>I didn’t know what to do so I just held her. <br><br>And I cried. <br><br>Eventually she stopped and we drove back home. <br><br>She dropped me back at my place and I walked inside. <br><br>I opened the fridge to see if I had anything to eat and I saw the magnets on the front. <br><br>Two of them were from my first boyfriend. <br><br>One was a magnet we got from a restaurant. It was a picture of a frog and a rat smoking at a bar. The other magnet was the keychain he got from a theme park. <br><br>I hadn’t used that keychain in years, but I’d stuck it to a fridge magnet so it could be used as a magnet. <br><br>I looked at the keychain. <br><br>It was him. <br><br>It wasn’t him. <br><br>I didn’t know what to do so I just held it. <br><br>I held it for hours. <br><br>Sometimes you run across something that you never see. <br><br>Sometimes you run across a chamber that you can’t see. <br><br>The Subreddit's first rule is that you can't kill yourself. The second rule is you can't kill anyone else. It's called /c/suicide. Don't look for it.