All was well, I thought I was living “The American Dream”, until one day, one day I will never forget. While walking home with my partner David Hawke, from Bridgeport Restaurant in Chicago, I encountered a horrid crime scene, the most gruesome I had ever witnessed before. It started on April 23, 2006 around 11:15 a.m. The wind was calm, it was cloudy and humid, and the warm air was finally kicking in. Around 32nd and Halsted, we heard a loud crashing sound.We ran toward the noise and found a cloud of smoke surrounding a totaled white Range Rover truck. As the smoke cleared, I realized a woman was hurt inside. However, her heart was still beating slowly. Immediately I called 911 and ensured an ambulance and police would arrive shortly. While taking her last breaths, she murmured a word I could not make out. It almost sounded like alley. The ambulance arrived and confirmed the victim was dead. However, they said that not only did the wreck kill her, but she was stabbed in the back. At that moment, I realized this was not any ordinary car crash, it was a murder. All I could think about was how this woman’s family must feel after receiving information that …show more content…
I was arrested and charged for the murder. I called my parents crying. They believed I was innocent and finally built up the courage to tell me something they have been hiding for the past 22 years of my life. They told me I was not an only child, in fact I had a troubled identical twin sister named Ally Bennett. My parents continued on telling me they had giver her away after figuring out she was troubled. They sent her to a mental asylum in which she broke out 15 years later. They said that I was too young to remember, and did it to give me my best chance. My parents later flew to Chicago and came to the jail in which I was held. They explained what had happened and showed Ally’s birth certificate as evidence to prove I was innocent. I was finally
Summary of the Case: Shortly after 9 p.m. on 10/23/1984, 21-year-old Christopher Hanson and his 17-year-old girlfriend, Saladena Bishop, were sleeping in Hanson’s truck on Hobart Boulevard in Los Angeles, California, when a man leaning through the open passenger window awakened Bishop. A second man approached the driver’s window and demanded Hanson’s wallet, threatening death. The man then took Hanson’s wallet and stabbed him 10 times. Both men then walked away. Hanson, who had a disorder that prevented his blood from clotting, died at the scene. Police recovered several pieces of a broken knife, a hat and some palm prints. Christopher Hanson’s father, Arthur, who had
On May 4, off an interstate highway in Williston, Vermont, a truck driver named Paul Bristol(68 years old) suffered a sudden heart attack which caused him to go into the left lane and swerving along the guardrail for about 300 feet. A homeless man named James Pocock who had been living in the wood off the interstate for a couple of months seen a cloud of concrete dust as the truck hit the guardrail. He quickly sprang into action in order to save the life of Paul Bristol. James Pocock ran to the scene and found Bristol unconscious, with no pulse. Pocock then proceeded to give CPR. Pocock revived Bristol after countless CPR, which helped Bristol survive.
On Tuesday October 4th, Andy Walker (16), bleed to death in the sidewalk in an alley. His death was specified at around quarter to 12 a.m. This situation was investigate even more further, and some results came to the officers of the community. After investigating, it is resulted that one of the Royals’ member was stabbed right right below the rib cage. There are ones that witnessed that he was alive for a while after he was stabbed, and died as the time passed. It is unknown who is the criminal in this case, however it is predicted that high chances one of the members of the “other gang” (name unknown), has stabbed the young royal. Angela Samson (19) has contacted the officers for emergency, however the young royal was found to be dead, covered
A man by the name of Darryl Hunt was apprehended at the age of 19. He was charged and convicted of a murder that he did not commit in the year of 1984 in North Carolina. During the trial, the testing of DNA results proved the innocence of Mr. Hunt in 1994, however it took an additional 10 years of legal appeals to free him. The death of Deborah Sykes, a 25 year old copy editor at a local newspaper, whom was sexually assaulted and stabbed to death is what Mr. Hunt was accused of doing. Until this day this crime still touches many including Mr. Hunt.
I arrived on scene at approximately 02:11 hours. I approached the front door and the victim, Hollie J. McIntosh (F/W, DOB: 07/26/1988) opened the door and let me inside. I inquired with McIntosh what happened. McIntosh stated she was shoved and choked by her boyfriend, James Dean Carvell (M/W, DOB: 01/25/1988). I observed a red mark on McIntosh’s neck. McIntosh advised Carvell was in the bedroom. McIntosh pointed to the bedroom. I entered the bedroom. Carvell was lying
There were thirty-eight witnesses in all, watching from their windows as a woman was stabbed and snuffed.” (96) If at least one person would have taken initiative to call for help when they would hear the cries, when this horrendous crime was taking place the
“Thank you, Brian, yesterday afternoon a neighbor called the police to a home on Olive Lane, about a horrible odor coming from the house. Upon entering the home, they found a brutally murdered couple lying on the living room floor. Later they identified them as Mr. Mrs. Bert Stevens. According to the neighbor, their grandson lived with them. However, he was not home when the police arrived. This is Janet Stanwood for WNSF TV in Baltimore, back to you in the studio.”
Like most things for me, I begin with a story. I have intentionally omitted the names of the killers, this is the victims story not theirs. By all account’s Marjorie Hipperson was a striking young woman, in her early twenties working as a nurse in Hollywood, she had a prosperous future ahead of her. She was returning home on a Saturday evening in May of 1957 from her and her fiancée engagement party to prepare for their upcoming trip to Chicago. Marjorie and her soon to be husband planed to travel to his hometown for their wedding. She began that evening to pack for her journey by neatly arranging her clothes on her nightstand. When Marjorie failed to show for work the next morning or answer any phone calls, her fiancée went to apartment to check on her. Upon his arrival at her home, he discovered his would be bride’s naked lifeless body, her nightgown pulled over her shoulders, her pantyhose wrapped around her neck. At twenty-four years of Age Marjorie had been beaten, raped and strangled to death with her own clothing
I have been accused of murdering the sheriff’s daughter named Tiara M. Parks she was 23. They said they found me with the gun in my hand but a man was running and shoved it into my stomach, the gun felt hot burnt me a little bit so he must have been recent...so i ran the direction the incident had happened i didnt know yet but what i saw was horrible...her mouth open and a hole in her head..eyes rolled back sinking in...just thinking about gives me colds chills.
When dealing with the death of any human, a thorough, painstakingly slow investigation is the only way to bring justice for a life that was lost much too soon. Every honest and truthful investigation will take months and in many cases years to complete. Detailing even the most remote evidence that may prove crucial when viewed under the light of the full scope of the tragedy should never be rushed because the mob demands justice NOW!
Early the next morning of December 8th, the lifeless body of Debbie Carter was found strangled in her small apartment. The murder of Debbie Carter flipped this small, rural, bible-belt, town on its head. People were outraged, overwhelmed, and stunned that such a thing could happen in this town to a young, beautiful girl whom everyone had known. This gruesome act put enormous pressure on local law enforcement to find the atrocious criminal. Finger prints, hair, and blood spatter was carefully collected from the scene.
Why was my Dad’s murder case thrown in with the others? I always felt they
Everyone around saw me as a grateful creature, a frank-hearted, happy, and gentle person. Is that why I was taken advantage of? Is that why the murderer did not come forward? I feel that I had given the opportunity in the murderer’s hand to take advantage of me. My kindness in the world has betrayed me. My love and support toward people is what has led me to stand in this trial. I feel no guilt inside. Only innocence stands. The only sorrow I feel is
This is an attempt to unravel the tangle by an objective and empirical examination of information from crime scene and post mortem examination of the victims. Pre-digested information such as speculative newspaper reports, and statements from witnesses other than those called in a professional capacity have been avoided since theirs is largely subjective testimony that confounds more than it informs.
You could hear the ambulance's loud sirens as they came closer to our house. They grabbed bags from the ambulance. My sister ran outside to lead the paramedics to my mom. They reached into their bag a