Original photo I found today of Elvis being attacked by fan girls. October 5, 1974.

Original photo I found today of Elvis being attacked by fan girls. October 5, 1974.

Anonymous asked: Did you try mailing a letter to her PO Box? -Errol

I called the post office and they said no one owns the box anymore. 

The story so far on the journal I found.

Hi, my name’s Chris. I’m a 22-year-old photographer from NEPA. On May 19, 2013 I came across something that would forever change the way I look at my life. While I was exploring a abandoned house that seemed as if the owners got up one day and just walked out never to return and it reminded untouched, lost in time. I had been in this house once or twice before but little did I know this time would be so much different than the last. As I walked into one of the bedrooms I noticed a little black book sitting on one of the dressers when I opened it I read the first line “Sat Oct. 22, ’77 7:15 P.M Dear Mommy. I am here alone by myself and really depressed” being the person I am I was very intrigued and put it in my back pocket thinking it was only an old diary. As I left the house and walked back to my car I pulled the small book out of my pocket and picked up where I left off, it didn’t take me long to realize that this was no ordinary diary. In fact it really wasn’t a diary at all. This was a 101 page day by day letter from a very depressed 20-year-old girl to her mother that passed away only one month before. As I read this notebook I became more and more attached to not only the story of this girls personal turmoil but to the mystery behind who she was. While reading it was easy to see that this girl was extremely heart broken over her mothers death, so heart broken that she asks her mom repeatedly threw out the book to “take her”. Her grandmother lives next-door and she lives with a man that she calls “him”. The book just ends on a day in February 1978. After I finished reading the book that night I needed to find out more information on this girl who was now a 56-year-old woman. I waited to the next morning and immediately went back the house and grabbed that first thing I seen with a name on it and left. With only two names and a address I began my research. I searched her name online and was able to track down her school and work history; I found that she had graduated college with a master in Math and English. She became a high school teacher from 1979 to 1988 when she suddenly just stopped working all together. I went to my local courthouse to check the records on the house to find that she actually did still own but hadn’t been paying her taxes on it for awhile. I asked for her current address and they said all that was listed was a P.O box. I then went to my local library to see if I could find her mothers obituary. I eventually came across it and located the cemetery she was berried. I drove from the library to the cemetery. When I located her mother’s grave I seen that she was berried next to 3 people one being the girls grandmother from the book. In the book she talks about leaving a space on her mothers grave for her name so when I didn’t see a name it gave me hope that she was still a live. The next two days I spent researching her family but still not discovering where this woman was today and typing the journal out word for word. Which leads me to today, I have had this book for 3 days now and I feel like I know this woman, like I was her friend that she told everything to after her mother passed and now she has just disappeared. I drove back to the house today to ask her neighbors if they knew anything about the house or her. When I drove up to the house there were two cars parked in front. I got out of my car and walked up to the two men standing in front of the house I said “Hi do you know who owns this house?” the one man turns to me and says “Yes, I do. I just got it in a tax sale” I made up a story about how I was interested in buying the car that was in the drive way and then asked him what he was going to do with the house he said “I’m tearing it down.” my heart sunk. After reading this book I knew how much that house meant to the 20-year-old her and her mother. Now I am sitting here with one of the most heartbreaking stories I have ever read and a huge mystery to where this women is when her house with all her old belongings and memories in it is going to just be torn down and forgotten. I have tried everything I could think of to find where this woman is, the police, the courthouse, her old neighbors and no one knew all anyone knew was that they haven’t seen anything from her in years and that she has no family left. There are so many questions I still have. Why did she stop writing? Why did she just leave the house?  Why did she stop teaching? Where is she right now? Why did I find this? How will this story end? 

Anonymous asked: This isn't really a question, but you seem like one of the most amazing people to go on adventures with. And you're honestly one of the only people I see who enjoys life for the little things. You're one of my inspirations and I absolutely love what you do. Can we please adventure together sometime?

I cant adventure with someone who is anonymous but thank you!

Journal update: I found out so much information about this women that I don’t think my brain can handle all of it, I’m still not sure if she is alive or not. Tomorrow I will know for sure. This turned into something so much bigger than I could have imagined, I have so many different feelings about it all that I have no idea what to do. I typed the whole thing out word for word I dont know what Im going to do with it all yet but whatever I do it’s going to be for the 20 year old girl in this book. I drove back to the house and when I got there there was a car parked out front. I seen a man standing outside so I asked him if he knew who owned the place and he said “Yah me, I got it in a tax sale” I then asked what he was going to do with the house and he said “I’m tearing it down” those were the saddest words I have ever heard. I asked around to the neighbors and they haven’t seen this women in 15 years. My search continues.

Journal update: I found out so much information about this women that I don’t think my brain can handle all of it, I’m still not sure if she is alive or not. Tomorrow I will know for sure. This turned into something so much bigger than I could have imagined, I have so many different feelings about it all that I have no idea what to do. I typed the whole thing out word for word I dont know what Im going to do with it all yet but whatever I do it’s going to be for the 20 year old girl in this book. I drove back to the house and when I got there there was a car parked out front. I seen a man standing outside so I asked him if he knew who owned the place and he said “Yah me, I got it in a tax sale” I then asked what he was going to do with the house and he said “I’m tearing it down” those were the saddest words I have ever heard. I asked around to the neighbors and they haven’t seen this women in 15 years. My search continues.

Yesterday while I was exploring a abandoned house I was amazed how the inside looked. The house basically looks like whatever family lived there in the 70’s just left and took nothing with them, there are beds, tvs, clothes, everything just left there. I came across this little black notebook in a bedroom, when I opened it I read the first line “Dear Mommy, I am here alone by myself and really depressed” I thought to myself “Hmmm this must be someones old diary or something I’ll take it home with me to read more” What I found was not really a “diary” but a 101 page journal from a 20 year old women sick with depression to her mother that passed away a couple months before. In this she writes on days from from Oct 22, 1977 to April 4th, 1978. I have no idea what her name is, she calls what I think is her father “him” and only talks about her grandmother and someone named “Billy” which I think is her brother. Throughout this whole thing she expresses to her mother in great detail how much she wants to die, how she wishes her mother would “take her” and how depressed she is, she says to her mother “Please mom, beg god to take me to his kingdom before christmas or definitely before my 21st birthday”, she expresses how she wish “he” or her grandmother would have died and not her mother and she talks about dreams she has with her mother in them. These are words of a person who is very depressed. If this women is still alive she is 56 years old. I am so confused on why all the stuff was left in that house back in the 70s and this whole thing is very strange to me. This is one of the most depressing things I have ever read in my life and to know it’s true is heart breaking. I have no idea who this women is and she doesn’t own the house anymore I’m searching for her to find out whatever happen. I’m not sure If I should post the whole journal online or not (It doesn’t say her name)   If you wanna follow my search to find her you can at my blog http://itsalwaysagoodday.tumblr.com

Yesterday while I was exploring a abandoned house I was amazed how the inside looked. The house basically looks like whatever family lived there in the 70’s just left and took nothing with them, there are beds, tvs, clothes, everything just left there. I came across this little black notebook in a bedroom, when I opened it I read the first line “Dear Mommy, I am here alone by myself and really depressed” I thought to myself “Hmmm this must be someones old diary or something I’ll take it home with me to read more” What I found was not really a “diary” but a 101 page journal from a 20 year old women sick with depression to her mother that passed away a couple months before. In this she writes on days from from Oct 22, 1977 to April 4th, 1978. I have no idea what her name is, she calls what I think is her father “him” and only talks about her grandmother and someone named “Billy” which I think is her brother. Throughout this whole thing she expresses to her mother in great detail how much she wants to die, how she wishes her mother would “take her” and how depressed she is, she says to her mother “Please mom, beg god to take me to his kingdom before christmas or definitely before my 21st birthday”, she expresses how she wish “he” or her grandmother would have died and not her mother and she talks about dreams she has with her mother in them. These are words of a person who is very depressed. If this women is still alive she is 56 years old. I am so confused on why all the stuff was left in that house back in the 70s and this whole thing is very strange to me. This is one of the most depressing things I have ever read in my life and to know it’s true is heart breaking. I have no idea who this women is and she doesn’t own the house anymore I’m searching for her to find out whatever happen. I’m not sure If I should post the whole journal online or not (It doesn’t say her name)   If you wanna follow my search to find her you can at my blog http://itsalwaysagoodday.tumblr.com

(Source: everythingyoulovetohate, via damn-magpie-feathers-everwhere)