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At this point it is easy to forget the feverish early excitement of that particular part of the internet age. We're now embedded in it, we're used to our online lives, and our online deaths. At least four of my school friends on Facebook have passed away. Their profile pictures are frozen tributes …

Lara: I was trying to distract myself from L, but she was everywhere, her name shouted down the corridors of every film. She was the subtext that swelled to swallow the story, the footnote that spilled over many pages. I buried myself in films and recorded everything in my film binder. She showed…

[...] They'd never find it. They'd never find me. I was strong. I was quick. I knew every shortcut. I was the town, I was a continuation of every cul-de-sac, and I was the point beyond every dead end, the thread in the stitching. I was underground, below everyone, able to move unseen, cover my mist…