Casey's Forensic Figures-Personal Narrative

On July 15, 2008, Cindy Anthony called the police saying her daughter Casey Anthony stole her car and some money. Later that same day the police received another call from the same person saying that her granddaughter Caylee Anthony had been gone for over a month. When this was heard, they knew they had a big case on their hands. The mother Casey Anthony was taken into custody and told many lies concerning the whereabouts of her daughter. The police began to investigate and found some interesting things that could very well prove Casey Anthony guilty of kidnapping and murder of her own daughter.

Standing atop the stairs, "I am getting to old for this." He told himself, dreading the forty-eight stairs down to the evidence room. Brennan pushed the heavy door open, to find his old partner behind the desk, peering at him over the top of his glasses. He chuckled as Brennan breathlessly, slumped over the counter. "Good morning Dave, what can I do for you?" "Good morning Bob." He replied "I need to sign out the evidence in Susan 's case, the creep is threatening to pay her another visit. I need to get this scum bag behind bars, where he belongs." Having retrieved the evidence from the shelf, Bob reluctantly hands the small box over to Dave. "Hey ole buddy, we have been through this, nothing has changed, there is nothing of evidentiary value in this box." Brennan, now holding the tiny box in his hands, still mesmerized, by what little evidence the case had to offer, turned to leave without saying a word.

was associated with the death. The bodies were being taken away for autopsy as he took in the scene.

This caught my attention right away and hooked me in. Along with being a topic I was quite interested in (reference to last nonfiction book report), the first two sentences got me wondering. What could be told from a murdered person’s body? I already had a lot of background information from research and watching shows on mystery and homicide but this question led to a million answers. Some answers were cause of death, manner of death. time of death, weapon used, etc, all of which were related because this was sparked from the thought of a dead person and my ideas. From this, I read on to determine what could be told from an expert’s point of view.

Samuel had been digging the grave all night. The task was labored silently, with only the shhks of the shovel being thrust into the dirt and the plops of the earth dropping sounding in the morning air. He would rest this morning if he could and his chores would fall to me. I had been eagerly anticipating them since Tom’s death; I needed a something to do. His passing had been long coming and while he had lain dying I had a job to do. I fed him spoonfuls of water and grain knowing all the while that it was futile and I was utterly useless, but still trying because Tom just couldn't die like that; so young.

Henry lee was born in China on November 22, 1938. He grew up in Taiwan, Lee even graduated from Taiwan Central Police College in 1960. His first job was working for the Taipei Police Department and eventually become captain, after being a captain for so many years he then furthered his studies in the United States in New York. He earned his B.S. degree in Forensic Science from John Jay college of Criminal Justice in 1972. Henry even went above and beyond and earned M.S. degree in 1974 and Ph.D. in biochemistry in 1975.

"Maybe lost in the mail…wrong address?" Smith said of the checks. "Maybe changed their mind?"

Shortly after the discovery of the corpse, I was asked by the editor of Outside

Evan kept off the interstate for a while sticking to back roads and changing directions periodically to make sure he wasn’t being tailed.

His head began ringing from the sound, his body tensed up and warm tears began to drop from his face. Soon after, he fell unconsciousness and escaped the sounds that haunted him. He felt something warm brush his hand and a whisper in his ear.” Stay... strong... my darling” and his body suddenly felt calm. The warmness drifted away from his hand and He regained consciousness. He found himself still suffering from the shrieks of the fallen. He eyes opened wide, set up, leaned against his sister’s bed and sighed. He pulled his legs to his chest and wrapped his arms around his leg waiting for the screams to stop. In that moment, area fell into a loud silence.

e found the bones and put the yellow tape that say “POLICE LINE DO NOT CROSS”. When I was a kid, I always thought someone died there, but that is not always the case.

After we all went outside I got a call from the hospital saying that the one survivor was out of surgery and waking up. I was asked to go down there and ask him what happened. I got there and saw that the witness was unable to talk because of the injury to the throat. I asked what his

As the reader may now see how close Sean and his grandmother were together realize how tough of a loss it was and how people can

"Hey Johansen, looks like you found a whole lot of dusty evidence in there," an amused John had said, "maybe next time YOU will find something even after everybody searched the place."

"Has Jenny figured out anything more yet?" I asked Brett as he closed the latest autopsy report we had just received not twenty minutes ago.