Personal Narrative: The Murderer

Dirty clothes and month-old pizza boxes littered the floor. Walking across the floor without stepping on anything was nearly impossible. For the first time in months, I could finally rest. Being an FBI agent surely takes a toll on your body. Each day was something new.

“Did you know somebody murdered Mrs. Lincoln? We’re talking to the neighbors and of course, to you.” “The lady across the street told me about it. I assure you that I would never harm her,” he said in broken English as tears filled his eyes, wiping them on his dirty shirtsleeve, he said, “My English ain’t good, but she was a great person.” “I want to ask you some questions.”

A man who lives in Mount Zion killed his wife because he wanted money. He was trying to earn $700,000 in life insurance, if his wife had an accidental death. Hee would’ve received those $700,000, in addition to $500,000 due to the life insurance’s policy. Therefore, he decided to drown his wife in a bathtub at their home, in which she died. But, now the man is now facing 45 years in jail.

Serial killers. The wrongdoings of serial and mass murders continues to capture the general public’s interest. Numerous books, movies, and video games revolve around this subject. There seems to be an obsession with these crimes and those that commit them. Since little is known about the motives or methods connected with these crimes, they stay ready, ripe for examination.

Jolene wanted to die. Life in that hell hole was absolute torture. The room was windowless and had solid concrete walls. The air reeked of body odor, whiskey, cigarettes, and sex. The only furniture was a single dirty mattress in the middle of the room.

" Hey Mona?" I said, sipping a black medium coffee from The Brew. " Yeah?" She spoke, eating a mint macaroon at the same time.

The name of my serial killer is Edmund Kemper. He is also known as the “Co-ed Killer.” Biological Information Edmund Kemper was born on December 18, 1948. He is still alive today. Kemper was born in Burbank, California.

As for Nathan Ybanez, he has murdered his mother brutally and was charged with First Degree murder, since it was obviously no mistake. He had murdered her for sexually abusing him and had been living in an unstable home, most likely causing Nathan to become enraged and eventually snap on his mother. If I had the choice, I would sentence him the same, as an adult, and with Murder and jail time for

“Alsworthy: A mugger and a murderer? In a shocking turn for the ongoing Alsworthy trial, the remains of Lea Alsworthy were discovered in rural Queensland late Friday night. Already under arrest for embezzlement and credit card fraud, the public has wasted no time in crediting Jonathan Alsworthy for this murder as well. His son, Christopher, who has remained with his aunt ever since his Lea Alsworthy’s disappearance, will continue to live with her” - The Herald Sun, 18/4/1996

The Gruesome Shooting It was chilly in the room as Janice threw over her blankets and slid on her fluffy slippers. It was 6:00 in the morning when she sat on her bed, staring across the room at her closet figuring out what she wanted to wear; jeans and a cardigan, or sweatpants and a sweatshirt. Sweatpants and a sweatshirt it was, if it was going to be a non-exciting, boring Monday, at least she would be comfortable. The door in front of her bed was cracked which was probably the reason the heat didn't get in.