I blame my father for what happened. I don’t believe that she would do something like that to herself knowing she was content. My dad defends himself, and I know he had nothing to do with the situation. I silently cry and gaze out the window hoping to find answers. My father walks over to me and hugs me and we sit weeping together. It doesn’t make sense my mother would kill herself, so I ask myself what if it wasn’t a suicide, but a murder. I then know I must look for answers everywhere to prove it really was a murder.
I start by going back to the place where it happened, our apartment roof. I spot the note still laying under the brick and go over to grasp it. I read the note over and over thoroughly hoping to discover something. I finally notice a clue and it gives me hope. My ma used to write her A’s with a tail at the end, in the suicide note she didn’t. I scream my dad’s name at the top of my lung’s showing him what I have found. I can perceive the sorrow in his face while
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I was anxious to show him the letter, but I knew it needed to be done in order for the investigation to be reopened. We don’t say anything for what feels like forever, the only sound in the room was the birds chirping outside the window. My dad finally speaks saying we must show this to the police. I know he’s not ready for this and neither am, but it has to be done.
The car ride is silent to the police station, except for the music playing in the background. We walk in together, and head to the office with our proof. The cops didn’t believe our assumptions until they saw the evidence. The case was reopened, and stated as a murder. I thought knowing that she didn’t kill herself would make me happier, but it did just the opposite. The funeral went by fast with the typical crying and mourning. I still can’t believe my mother is really gone, but I know she’ll always be with me in my heart. It’s all over I say to
On September 9th, in Anytown, USA, a mysterious death was discovered when a woman named Anna Garcia was found face down dead in her home. It all started when Anna’s neighbor, Doug noticed how Anna’s dog was constantly barking for two hours straight which was very unusual in the quiet suburban neighborhood. Doug realized this and tried calling Anna multiple times and rang her doorbell but when no one answered, he decided to call the police at 9:45 a.m. The EMT and the police arrived at 9:56am but the door had to be broken down and there was Anna lying face down in the entry of the hallway.
Claiming that the coroner's classification of a suicide was “no more than an extremely improbable theory, yet he had advanced it as a solid ‘finding’.” Peter White’s findings could only be justified by the proof that no other party was or could have been involved. However, Campbell pointed out that “... there was no evidence positively precluding the involvement of another party. There are too many uncertainties in the evidence (due largely to deficiencies in the police handling of the case) to allow any positive finding as to whether or not another party was involved.” Campbell said that right from the start “I believed she had been murdered”
In the year 1981 America lost a beloved actress, Natalie Wood. Her death was ruled an accident by the original coroner, but upon further investigation the case was reopened. New evidence was discovered that changed the way the case was looked at, including conflicting reports, new analysis and new evidence. These factors could change the initial ruling and put to rest a case that has been dormant for 30 years. One of the first new pieces of evidence was a new analysis of the bruises on Natalie Woods arm, neck and wrist.
There have been many people who have looked into the case of Karen Silkwood. One investigator had seen skid marks along with the incredulous dent in her back bumper. That indicated that another car had forced Silkwood into a culvert (“November 13, 1974). Considering the fact that they was evidence that there was another car many people said that is was indeed murder. Even Bill Silkwood,Karen Silkwood’s father, deducted that she was murdered exclaiming that he needed to learn who killed his daughter (Bashke 194).
The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls contains many themes throughout the entire book. Jeannette’s book is nonfiction and it is all about the struggles she faced growing up. Both of her parents struggled to keep a job because her father was an alcoholic and her mother was lazy. Because her parents could not hold jobs, they were unable to provide things for Jeannette and her siblings. As the kids were growing up and attending school, they were constantly digging through garbage cans to find food.
“She’s not waking up”, I say as I look at my Mama whimpering in the corner. So I listen to her heart beat there is nothing. “She’s dead Mama ”, I whimper. I know why she passed its all my fault I said she didn’t have a mask for her
Once again this murder was thought as to be a burglary gone wrong, but investigators found no valuables taken. What made this murder case different from the previous one was a message written on the wall in lipstick: For heaven’s sake catch me before I kill more I cannot control myself. The police found bloody fingerprints on the doorknob to her apartment. An ear witness claimed to have heard gunshots around 4 a.m. The night clerk at her apartment complex
Only to realize my dad vanished out of the alley. I started to panic and tears streamed down my pale face. Beating my fists “thud, thump, thud” onto the black chipped railing that led the path down the ramp. The alley where the car had once sat a few moments ago now was replaced with potholes here and there with grass growing through the cracks.
“Black Dahlia murder solved? Shocking new details about aspiring actress Elizabeth Short’s life and gruesome death.” Foxnews, 21 December 2107, http://www. foxnews.com/entertainment/2017/12/21/black-dahlia-murder-solved-shocking-new-details-about-aspiring-actress-elizabeth-shorts-life-and-gruesome-death.html. Accessed 17 February 2018. “Patrick S. O’Reilly.”
Something terrible has just happened. You received a call earlier this afternoon from your mother she informed you that your father has had a terrible accident. He was outside on the tractor doing his daily afternoon chores when something bizarre happened. Your mother found him sitting there unconscious and unresponsive. Fast forward.
After the retired detective gave Twyla some information, weeks later his demeanor changed and he said he couldn 't help her anymore. What happened? A young newspaper reporter covered the story of the 40 year vigil held this past July. This reporter seemed very concerned then and had hopes of helping solve this case. Now she will not even return Twyla 's phone messages.
In “Murder by Book: The Murder of Karyn Hearn Slover case, It focuses on the murder of Karyn a 23-year-old mother on September 27, 1996, in Decatur, Illinois. Which brought about The Trio Slovers; ex-mother, ex-father in law and ex-husband convicted of first-degree murder in the year 2002. First starting with the disappearance of Karyn on 27 September 1996 at 5 pm, with the leads towards an abandoned Pontiac Bonneville car owned by the victim’s boyfriend, David Swann who did report missing person. On October 1, 1996, remains of an unidentified female body found in Lake Shelbyville and upon confirmation of dental formula found to be Karyn’s body. This lead to an autopsy where the body found to having six shots of guns and body dismembered of
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I will always remember the moment I first began to forgive my father. It was early one bright Sunday morning in June and I was driving to San Jose to teach an all day make-up class in Family Therapy to a group of graduate counseling students. The day before, I had hastily rented a book on tape about "letting go" to keep me company during my four-hour round-trip commute. To my surprise, the entire book was the author's poignant story of how she had chosen to forgive her father, who sounded like a carbon copy of my own dad.
I watched my mother fade away slowly as she was battling pancreatic cancer. I looked after her everyday as best as I could; however, the feeling of my eventual solitude was unbearable. The thought of my mother’s imminent demise made me feel like my heart was being continuously stabbed. Watching my mother suffer was one of the hardest things I have ever had to go through. After her passing; something changed in me, darkness filled where love once was.