Anita's Notebook - Life is better with stories!


  • About This Blog

    A picture of Anita Wirawan in Seattle, Washington.

    My name is Anita Wirawan and I love stories :).
    Stories can: make you smile -- show a deeper meaning behind something -- or even change your life.
    I started this blog in 2008 after my brother Jody died & over the years it's become my notebook for stories.

    My mission is to find the best stories to share with you.
    So go ahead... look around and read some stories!

    If you have questions or comments, text (909) 264-8248 or email me using the form below...

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  • **What are people saying about the stories on Anita's Notebook??**

    Love the stories I've read so far,can't wait for another one!
    -Melissa N




    hey anita this story was mind blowing and scary .I n my friends freaked out after reading this story ,awesome job man !!!!!!!


    i wanted to thank you for all of your amazing stories.
    -Paniz S


    i couldn't choose one so i chose all they were all gr8
    -Karina C


    I love it honey....stuff like that makes me tear up every just goes to show the bond of siblings no matter how much they agree and disagree.
    -Tonja H


    This is much more believable then that stupid rugrats theory thanks for putting the truth out there :-D
    -Ivy S


    Haaiiii (: i just started reading your blog, you are amazing :o!^___^ lol
    -Angie M


    that was soo scary ^ ^ those red eyes gave me the creeps lol


    I like more stories as it's near Halloween. I find them quite interesting while I'm in bed for the night. Keep up the good work
    -Tracey C


    That was an awesome story personaily i love slender man so this story just made my day
    -Evie M


    i read all of ur stories lol i just love scary stories ^ ^


    I enjoyed the article about Hello kitty's history. I learned many things throughout this article and had a few laughs as well.
    -Charity M


    I love this story, I love to read your storys before I go to sleep its very exciting and it just makes me wanna read more and more ... Anita, I love your stories just keep them coming. :)


    This is a beautiful and heartwarming story. Thanks!


    Loved both stories the scary one nd the boy with the coins nd mean waitress :) cant wait for more stories :D


    i liked it! can you send me all your new storys plz


    -Doralina P


    Hope you post more scary stories. :D, Loved this! Now we all just need a campfire and some smores :D


    it helps me to just come here and look up stories. it also helps me past the time by when im not tending to childern. i loved the story of bloody mary. its my favorite thing to read about. so thank you for puting up this notebook.
    -Desiray M


    I like this better than the more "traditional" Cinderella stories, frankly.


    Hi Anita, So this isn't a question, but I recently saw your posts about the Hey Arnold! truth and then, about the Rugrats truth. I just wanted to say thank you writing these posts. I have been wondering the real stories for a long time, hoping that the "truths" I kept reading about were untrue. And now I know they are. You saved my childhood=o) Also, I love stories too=o)


    The stories you've posted so far have really fueled my interest in legends
    -Joyce S


    Lovely. Last night I read it, as if I'm a child. The more I read the more I was delighted. I wanted that this be real :). Thank you, I love this.
    -Lizbeth W


    Oh my god , this is so weird i been looking for answers like this for many years thank you! : )


    More STORIES PLEASE ! I love them !!!
    -Brianna C


    I have been reading your stories for a long time and you have inspired me to look further in to things than just the obvious. you have made my life so interesting, THANK YOU. (:


*Trapped In A Bullying Nightmare: The True Story Of Amanda Todd*

Picture of Amanda Todd to illustrate her life story.I’ll never forget that day when I stood over a trash can cutting up photos into the tiniest pieces possible.

I was a teenager I working in the drive-thru of a small town fast food joint, and some man had just handed an envelope through the window. “Here you guys go!” he said with a twisted look in his eye and laughed as he sped off.

We all crowded around to see what could possibly be in the envelope, and when I opened it a mostly nude photo of a young woman was at the top. I was shocked by the cruelty of what that guy had just done and immediately set to cutting the whole stack of photos into tiny pieces, mixing it up in the trash can with old grease and food waste. Then the whole bag went into the dumpster out back.

Well, I thought to myself, at least that particular batch of pictures won’t be doing any more harm.

Door to illustrate police knocking at Amanda Todd's door.Fast forward many years later and I get a request from a reader named Livi to do the true story of Amanda Todd. While working on it I was absolutely struck by how much things have changed since that day in the drive-thru. Pictures have become an infinitely worse weapon, one that could be used even from the other side of the world, by someone you’ve never met…


“Christmas break….
Knock at my door at 4am…
It was the police… my photo was sent to everyone…”
–Amanda Todd

At 12 years old Amanda Todd was like a lot of girls her age. She had a bubbly personality and was very into creative things like art, writing, and especially singing.

Picture of Amanda Todd as a child looking happy.In her room was a laptop decorated with little drawings and love poems she’d written, it was as if she had such an outpouring of creativity that she just couldn’t help but to decorate the world around her. But as happy as she could seem sometimes, she also struggled with a crippling problem: low self-esteem.

There was no way around it, low self-esteem affected every day of her life and she tried to deal with it by seeking out the approval of others. And when she and her friends would chat on a site called Blogtv it was all too easy for the strangers there to get her attention through flattering words.

The “kids” there would build her up and tell her the things she desperately needed to hear. One of them in particular spent a lot of effort telling her how beautiful she was and pressuring her to lift her shirt and flash the camera. Finally, after many months of chatting with him, she agreed.

Picture of a Blogtv chat to show how Amanda Todd was chatting.She was 12 years old at the time and thought she’d only been talking with other kids her age in that chat room, but instead she’d fallen into a trap. Across the world in the Netherlands was a pedophile who would now stop at nothing to use that chat to get her under his control.

Some time later Amanda was browsing Facebook and noticed a message from someone she didn’t recognize. It had a screen shot from the Blogtv chat and said that if she didn’t do what he said then he’d send the topless picture of her to everyone she knew. He had the addresses of her friends, family, and even teachers at her school. Blackmail.

She felt sick to her stomach with panic but somehow managed not to give in. Maybe if she ignored his messages he’d Picture of Amanda Todd holding a phone and looking worried.simply go away and leave her alone.

However, her life had already been changed forever. On Christmas break there was a knock at the door, it was the police.


“name calling, judged…
I can never get that Photo back
It’s out there forever…”
–Amanda Todd

Facebook messages had been sent to everybody on Amanda’s friend’s list with links to a porn site, there the pedophile had uploaded her picture and made it look like she was part of the site. Emails with her topless photo in it were also sent to teachers at her school, who then immediately called the police.

The police were there to let her parents know that her picture was being sent to people in the area and was now circulating the internet. But as far as doing anything about the pedophile who was blackmailing her…well she was pretty Picture of a man at a computer to represent Amanda Todd's stalker.much on her own. Incredibly, the police told her parents that the best thing that could be done about the blackmail was to have her delete her Facebook profile.

As you can imagine the lack of police involvement meant that the pedophile was free to do as he pleased. And in fact, everything was going to his plan. Since he was on the other side of the world he needed the people around Amanda to do his work for him, and many of them did. At school she was now the focus of constant harassment and bullying. To people there her name was no longer Amanda but “Pornstar”, “Camwhore”, and “Slut”. She was completely isolated and even her friends were afraid to be around her because they would suffer the same fate.

Amanda hid out at home in hopes that being away from the bullying would help, but instead she began to develop Picture of Amanda Todd during the years of bullying.depression and panic disorder because of the anxiety. She knew that the pedophile would continue to send his emails and the kids at her school would continue to rip her apart.

Finally, her parents decided to move her to a new area and help her start fresh at a new school. But the pedophile was prepared for this. He created a Facebook profile and plastered it with Amanda’s topless photo. Then he used the profile to contact kids at her new school and get them all to constantly bully her as well.

Distraught, she started to use drugs and alcohol to numb the pain, but it wasn’t enough and once again she had to change schools. At her next school she lived in constant fear that the pedophile would find out she had changed schools again. It was only a matter of time before he set up another Facebook profile and contacted kids at her new school. She was withdrawn and fearful, sitting alone in the library every day at lunch due to her anxiety.

Picture of Amanda Todd during the time of bullying.

But then an old friend contacted her and it was like a breath of fresh air. He wasn’t bullying her and actually had nice things to say about her. After a while he convinced her that he didn’t like his girlfriend anymore and to come over to his house. But it wasn’t long before his girlfriend found out and confronted her at school…

“His girlfriend and 15 others come including Hiself…
The girl and 2 others just said look around nobody likes you.
In front of my new school (50) people…

A guy then yelled just punch her already
So she did… She threw me to the ground a punched me several times
Kids filmed it…”
–Amanda Todd

Realizing that the guy had just used her, that she had no friends, she went home and drank a bottle of bleach. Suicide was her one way out of the nightmare that she was in, but Picture of Amanda Todd looking at a computer.then an ambulance came and took her to the hospital. There was no way out after all.


“6 months has gone by… people are posting pics of bleach, clorox, and ditches.
tagging me… I was doing a lot better too… They said…
She should try a different bleach, I hope she dies this time and isn’t so stupid.
They said I hope she sees this and kills herself…”
–Amanda Todd

When Amanda got back from the hospital she found that people from her school were posting things trying to get her to attempt suicide again. Her parents were alarmed and moved her to another area, another school. But this time it didn’t take long for the pedophile to catch on.

Screenshot of messages by classmates bullying Amanda Todd.He made a Facebook profile pretending to be a kid that was about to start at the school and used it to gather people’s names and contact info. Then he sent out the topless photo of Amanda to the students, teachers, and even parents of the students there. So now she not only had people from the last school tagging her in pictures and messages trying to get her to kill herself, she also had to deal with the bullying at her new school instigated by the pedophile. Once again she tried to kill herself, this time by overdosing on pills, but was taken to the hospital in time to save her life.

Her parents were very alarmed and had her put in a hospital Picture of Amanda Todd smiling and looking happy.where she could get some counseling for her depression. There she was able to get some help in how to deal with the nightmare she was actually living in. But then the kids at school found out that she had been in a hospital and started to add “Psycho” and “Crazy” to the list of things they called her.

Amanda was crushed, but still, things were a bit different for her now. While going to therapy she’d developed a bit of self confidence, something she hadn’t had very much of in her life. Faced with never ending bullying and people trying to get her to kill herself, she decided to do something to prove to herself that she could be strong even in the face of such a nightmare, and maybe even inspire other kids that were in a similar situation. She was going to tell her story, not in the way the pedophile wanted it told, or the kids who were posting the pictures of bleach, but in her own words.


“Haters are haters but please don’t hate, although im sure I’ll get them.

Screenshot from Amanda Todd Youtube video holding up card.I hope I can show you guys that everyone has a story…”
–Amanda Todd

She wrote her story down on a series of notecards and made a Youtube video set to a song called “Hear You Me” where she slowly showed each card. She told the story of how the pedophile had blackmailed her, how she had to keep changing schools, the suicide attempts, everything. The video got viewed many times and other kids started to write in to her with stories of their own experience being bullied.

She felt a little stronger, started to go out more and even started to feel almost normal at times. The police still refused to do much of anything about the pedophile, so that would probably go on forever, but she started to feel like maybe there was a way to have a life despite that. She and her mom made plans to start up singing lessons again, something she’d abandoned not long after the pedophile had started his campaign of harassment.

But then something happened. No one knows what. Maybe it had something to do with a bully at school, or maybe the pedophile didn’t like her newfound strength and found a way to take the nightmare to the next level. All we know is that one day she told her mom that she was very sick and couldn’t go to school. She stayed home the next day as well, and it Amanda Todd suicide apartment.was that afternoon that she decided to take her own life. In a heart-wrenching message to her mother she asked that she not be mad at her for committing suicide. And by the time her mother came home from work Amanda was already dead, she was only 15 years old.

In the wake of her death people flooded to watch her video on Youtube. Millions of people saw her story and there was a public outcry about what had happened to her. The police finally decided they needed to get involved and, finally, started to track down the pedophile.

But there was a darker side to the public reaction to her Picture showing how Amanda Todd is being bullied even after death.suicide. People started to post horrible things celebrating her death, saying that she deserved to die and worse things that I won’t repeat here. Even today the messages continue on, and it’s easy to see how the pedophile was able to find bullies to harass her and do his work for him without much effort at all.

In the end, what people say about Amanda Todd’s death often reveals more about themselves than anything. Just as in real life how people react to someone being bullied reveals things about who they are as a person. Are you someone who’d participate in it, stand up for the person, or simply walk away? Almost everyone says they wouldn’t be a part of the bullying, but in reality things tend to turn out much differently.

Picture of Amanda Todd smiling to illustrate her life story.

Life is a complex thing that’s for sure. But when faced with a situation where someone’s being bullied it’s always good to remember, like Amanda said, everyone has a story.


*Ron Weasley And Spiders…*

This week’s stories all have to do with fears of one kind or another, so it only makes sense to include this Ron Weasley and his famous fear of spiders:

Picture of Ron Weasley waking up from spider nightmares.

Spiders! I totally can relate to Ron Weasley’s fear of those creepy, crawly little death machines. How can something so small be so scary? Because they’re spiders that’s how.

I have walked into my fair share of sticky spider’s webs while geocaching out in the woods, and there’s nothing that gets me freaked out like the thought of angry, suddenly homeless spiders crawling all over me. Though I have to say that I’ve never ran across anything near the size of Aragog…and hopefully never will!

Follow the spiders. Why can’t it be follow the butterflies?


*Urban Legend Of The Mysterious Caddilac In The Driveway*

Picture of Cadillac to illustrate urban legend.This story is an old urban legend that became popular around the US, especially in my hometown of Kalamazoo, Michigan.

Different versions of the story ended up being told as far away as Bergen, Norway where it was reported on as fact by a newspaper there –and caused a scandal when a rival newspaper called them out on the story being an urban legend.

Which just goes to show that you should always get the whole story before reacting, it’s something Hal had to find out the hard way…


There was once a cement truck driver named Hal who spent his days driving around and delivering freshly mixed concrete to construction sites. Things were going along great until one day he was on his way to a site and his stomach started to growl.

Urban Legend of woman on the phone cement Cadillac.He looked around his truck but his lunch was nowhere to be seen. ‘Must have left it at home on the kitchen table’ he thought to himself. He was starving but figured the missing lunch was no big problem, he’d just swing by the house and pick it up before going to the next construction site.

Plus, his wife had been acting strange and secretive lately, talking on the phone in a hushed voice and hanging it up whenever he got too close, so he was actually happy for an excuse to stop by the house unannounced. It was probably nothing, but something about the phone calls gave him a nagging worry in the back of his mind.

Well when Hal turned the cement truck onto the street his house was on his nagging worry exploded into a huge alarm bell: there in the driveway, his driveway, was a shiny black Caddilac.


This was no random visit, nobody he knew of had a Caddilac like that. He barely put the cement truck in park before jumping out and rushing up to the living room window.

Urban Legend about jumping to conclusions.There was no one in the living room so he tried window after window until finally he spotted his wife. She was sitting at the kitchen table cradling a cup of coffee …and next to her was a broad shouldered, well dressed man with slicked back hair. They were chatting and smiling warmly at each other, and then she laughed and touched his arm with a twinkle in her eye.

That was just too much for Hal, he wanted to burst through the window and punch the guy right in that smug-looking face. But then he had a better idea.

He went back to his cement truck and pulled it right up to the black Caddilac. The doors were unlocked so it was a simple matter of opening the driver’s side door and putting the concrete chute directly inside. He smiled as he flipped the switch to release concrete into the car, revenge was sweet.
Cement truck driver urban legend.


Hal didn’t stick around to see the expression on the Cadillac guy’s face when he saw the car, Hal figured he’d hear all about it from his wife when he got home. And when he pulled up that evening she came right out of the house and stood in front of him. She didn’t say much, but it was enough:

“I’ve been saving up for two years to make this weekend a special one. The car salesman was nice enough to deliver it so I could surprise you. Well, enjoy your birthday present.”

And with that she turned around and walked back into the house, leaving Hal standing there to look at his very own solid cement Cadillac.