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Don’t do the crime if you can’t do the time; a look into all aspects of a guilty verdict from the burden of proof to conviction to the judge’s sentence and more.
The Abduction and Murder of 9-year-old Christopher Laverack
Every other Friday, when not staying with his biological father, Christopher would spend the evening at his half-sister Kim’s house. On Friday, March 9th, 1984, Christopher’s mother Pam Cawley and his stepfather dropped him off at Kim’s home located on Harpham Grove, off Preston Road in east Hull at approximately 6:50 pm. Christopher always liked to watch The Fall Guy on TV at 7 pm and always enjoyed staying with Kim and her husband. Christopher was generally happy and was said to be a shy child. He was a good student and was part of the church choir, he enjoyed watching television and motorbikes.
By Armchair Detective3 years ago in Criminal
The Innocence That Hid a Nightmare: The Tale of Amarjeet Sada
Amarjeet Sada was a name whispered with fear in the small village of Mushahari, nestled amidst the lush fields of Bihar, India. Born into poverty and anonymity, he possessed an innocence that belied the darkness that lurked within him.
By Suzan Chauke3 years ago in Criminal
The tale of Elara's hope
Once, in a realm where time danced with the stars and dreams wove through the fabric of reality, there existed a small village nestled amidst rolling hills and winding streams. In this village lived a young girl named Elara, whose laughter echoed through the cobblestone streets like the song of a forgotten melody.Elara was unlike the other children in the village. While they played games of make-believe and chased after fleeting moments of joy, Elara carried a burden far beyond her years—a knowledge that whispered in the depths of her soul, haunting her every step.For you see, Elara knew that she was different. She knew that while the other villagers aged and withered with time, she remained unchanged, untouched by the passage of years. It was a truth that weighed heavily upon her heart, a secret she dared not share with anyone lest they cast her out as a freak of nature.But despite the loneliness that gnawed at her soul, Elara found solace in the beauty of the world around her. She would wander through fields of wildflowers, her fingers brushing against the delicate petals as she marveled at the fleeting beauty of life. And in those moments, she would forget her fears and revel in the simple joy of existence.One day, as Elara sat beneath the shade of an ancient oak tree, her thoughts wandered to the inevitability of death—a fate that had haunted her since childhood. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as she whispered a silent prayer to the heavens, begging for a reprieve from the cruel hand of fate.It was then that she heard a voice—a gentle whisper on the breeze that stirred the leaves above her. "Fear not, child," the voice seemed to say, "for death is but a temporary sleep, a passage to a realm beyond the mortal coil."Startled, Elara looked around, but there was no one to be seen. Only the rustling of leaves and the distant chirping of birds broke the silence of the afternoon. And yet, she could not shake the feeling that she was not alone—that something, or someone, was watching over her.From that day forth, Elara carried the words of the mysterious voice in her heart, drawing strength from the promise of a life beyond death. And as the years passed and the village changed around her, she remained steadfast in her belief that death held no power over her—that she was destined for something greater than the finite existence of mortal beings.And so it was that when the time came for Elara to leave this world behind, she did so with a smile upon her lips and a heart full of hope. For she knew that her journey was far from over—that she would awaken in a realm where time held no sway, and where she would dwell among the stars for all eternity.And as the villagers gathered to mourn her passing, they whispered tales of the girl who had defied death itself—a beacon of hope in a world shrouded in darkness. For in Elara's story, they found solace in the knowledge that death was not the end—that beyond the veil of mortality, there existed a realm where they shall die no more.
By Eric anexis 3 years ago in Criminal
Is D.B Cooper really identified?
Hello, dear friends! Let's journey back to the 24th of November, 1971, an ordinary day that would soon become etched into the annals of aviation history. On this seemingly unremarkable day, a Northwest Orient Airlines flight prepared for departure from Portland, Oregon. Little did the passengers and crew know, they were about to embark on a journey that would captivate the world's attention.
By Lovebirds Intown3 years ago in Criminal
Mom killed Susan and Susan told me, I would be next and I am. When mom's done with me, she's going kill you.
Why does a mother murder her own? It's very hard to understand why someone would kill their children. They're not thinking clearly. A house of horror is ruled by a monster. She said when mom's done with me, she's going kill you. A high-flying mom turn on her family. I think that in that moment she did a monstrous thing. This killer is a collector. I could see the eye and the nose and the mouth, a little baby. These deadly women kill their own flesh and blood, breaking the sacred bond. Terry Walker is a survivor, a woman with a terrifying past. To be honest it was such a far-fetched story that they kind of thought it was made up.
By Lesedi Molutsi3 years ago in Criminal
Diane Odell has her own solution to unwanted pregnancies- murder.
Murder can be found in the most surprising places. There was an orb there about the size of a softball and it was gray leather looking. A horrifying secret. Thomas hope this is not what he think it is. It is preserved in storage, he could see the eye in the nose and the mouth of a little baby. She was using murder as a form of abortion. In the early 1970s at Connie angle Lake upstate New York. Diane Odell is a young woman giving in to her desires. The way Diane was, it was like now I can do whatever I want, because I am free. She met the wrong guy. She got pregnant and all kinds of bad things happened.
By Lesedi Molutsi3 years ago in Criminal
Plan B, Killing Bruce.
Death can occur in the most ordinary of places. In 1997, a husband's life ended here, his blood flowed down the gutter into the street. He was just a good guy, he did not deserve this kind of treatment from anyone. I still find it appalling to think about the first shot caused a tremendous amount of pain and panic. He managed to get out of the car. What was going on in his mind. I have got to run away. He may not even have suspected that the shooter was following him. He placed the gun square against the back of the skull and pulls the trigger. It is a nervous first date for computer programmer, Bruce Cleland.
By Lesedi Molutsi3 years ago in Criminal
The youngest inmate in Tennessee on death row at the age of 21.
A desperate gang ready to kill, a defenceless victim fighting for survival. It was not just a fast kill; it was more like agony. It was rare to find any area of her face or body free of cuts or slashes. The struggle continues. The blade makes a horrifying mark this time. Her soul was meant to be released to Satan through a pentagram. Colleen's killer will rejoice after Colleen dies tonight. Beneath those eyes, there was a terrible person. Knoxville Tennessee In 1994, the Job Corps was established to offer training and education to young people attempting to start over. Essentially, the Job Corps was created for disturbed adolescents. It was their final destination.
By Lesedi Molutsi3 years ago in Criminal
I am a prostitute, and I am proud of it.
Police in Indianapolis face tragedy in a home full of kids in the middle of the 1960s. The girl has burns, bruises, and is malnourished. One hundred cigarettes had been lit on her body. This little girl was subjected to torture; it was an excruciating, agonising trip to death. It is unbelievable how those seven words were engraved in her skin. I am a prostitute and i am proud of it. I need to know what hell is going on here. A female steps up and says, "I will tell you everything, just get me out of here." Her tale will shock the country and expose a cold-blooded murderer. What kind of person could have done this to this girl. Earlier that year Gertrude beniszewski is living on the edge.
By Lesedi Molutsi3 years ago in Criminal
