Reading this made me think of my own creepy wilderness story - not as creepy as yours, but it still makes my blood run cold thinking about it. Ten years ago, I was going around Tasmania in a campervan with my now ex-boyfriend and one night we just could not find anywhere official to park the van. It was dark…

The little girl in the bathroom one is what I always think of when I’m upon the night feeding and changing my son. No regrets.