Caiman
C'mon Teletubby, teleport us to Mars.
When I was a teenager, one of my sister’s friends from university suddenly went missing, and it became national news. My sister was devastated with worry, and I remember feeling desperate to help in any way I could. Tragically, it turned out her friend had been murdered by her partner. Witnessing the grief and the emotional toll this took on those around her left a deep impression on me.
It made me want to do something to help ease that kind of pain for others. I began searching for missing people online, trying to see if I could match their descriptions to unidentified remains in the same areas. Over time, this became a special interest of mine, and I’ve spent hundreds of hours over the past ten years doing this. I have only ever successfully found one match after submitting an anonymous tip to the police but I hope I can help with more in the future. My friends think this is weird and niche and have often implied it's abnormal for me to have such an 'unhealthy obsession'.
It made me want to do something to help ease that kind of pain for others. I began searching for missing people online, trying to see if I could match their descriptions to unidentified remains in the same areas. Over time, this became a special interest of mine, and I’ve spent hundreds of hours over the past ten years doing this. I have only ever successfully found one match after submitting an anonymous tip to the police but I hope I can help with more in the future. My friends think this is weird and niche and have often implied it's abnormal for me to have such an 'unhealthy obsession'.