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I walk up the stairs to go take a shower. Thoughts are literally pounding in my head every step I take. How am I going to unmask the killer when I am not even a detective? What am I going to do? Who is the killer? The thoughts just keep running through my mind on an everlasting loop.
Lets think. What do I know so far. The detective is right, every boy I seemingly am with, eventually gets murdered. That’s the only thing I know, but it is a good start I can figure something out from there. I get out of the shower and finish getting ready for my date tonight.
It’s 5:50 when Roger pulls into the driveway. I kiss my mom goodbye and head out the door to Roger’s car. His car smells really weird, but I can’t put my finger on it. It smells almost like garbage like a bag of garbage, and when I lean towards Roger he smells even more like garbage, which is very strange. Especially his black jacket with a cavs logo on the back. I just let it go and we keep driving.
When we finally arrive at Salvatore’s, we get in and are immediately seated. I get my usual Penne Ala Vodka entree which is amazing, until I realized there were mushrooms which stunk,
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but I just picked them off. “How was your day?” Roger asked. “It was okay how was your’s?” I responded. “It was okay, just the same as your’s was, but it makes everything better knowing I was going to get to see you tonight.” “That’s so sweet of you to say!” “Anything for you. Do you want to get together tomorrow night and go roller skating at the new roller rink that just opened up across from Belleria’s?” “I can’t me Elle, Aiden, and Grayson were going to get together tomorrow night to finish our language arts packet because it very complicated.” “Ok another time.” “Yes, definitely another time.” Then everything clicked. What if I follow Grayson after the study session to see if anything happens to him, but I would definitely make sure to bring a cam recorder so I have everything on tape. We pay the bill after eating, and leave the restaurant. It is a very quiet drive home because all I can think about is tomorrow night. We finally arrive at my house after 10 minutes or so. I say goodbye, shut the car door, and go inside my house. I walk up the steps and prepare for tomorrow. I grab my cam recorder and out an SD card in it and make sure it is charged. I grab all black clothes and pack them into a bag so I can change in my car after the study session tomorrow night. I put everything under my bed and go to sleep. The next morning, I wake up and get ready for school. I grab my cam recorder and my bag full of black clothes. I go to school, but all I could think about is tonight. How will this go? Will I actually catch the murderer on tape? I don’t know what will happen, but I hope I can solve this case when no one else can. School is finally done, but my nerves just boosted up by one hundred. I am so nervous for tonight I can’t wait. I could solve this crime, I know I can! I walk in the door to my house and set my bags down. I grab a quick snack and say goodbye to my mom. I run out of the house and get into my car. I drive to Grayson’s house and already see Aiden’s and Elle’s cars in the driveway. I walk inside and we start doing our homework immediately. We finish our homework around two hours from when we started. I tell them I have to go and grab my bag and go to the car. I change really quickly in the car and park my car on the street so no one recognizes or sees my car. Grayson walks out of his house and gets into the car to go somewhere. I start my car and follow him. Where is he going? He turns into a street with a diner on it. He gets out of his car when something grabs him. I get out of the car, turn my recorder on and follow them. They are in an alley now and this stranger seems to be beating, kicking, STABBING Grayson! Oh my gosh what is happening. Suddenly Grayson falls to the ground. The stranger turns around and that is when I see it. The black jacket with the cavs logo. It is Roger’s jacket. My mind just stops, everything stops. He is coming towards where I am at, so I run back into my car. I drive away as quickly as I can, I start to cry. Why would he do this? Why? Why? Why? I am crying, tears just pouring out of my eyes. I get home and run into my house and sprint up the stairs. I download the footage on to my computer and immediately email this footage to the police with the caption, “The killer is Roger Gridger, Maria.” Then I start to connect the dots. He was the only one that knew I was meeting up with all of the boys. AJ was murdered in a back alley and shoved into a dumpster, that is why his jacket smelled like garbage. Everything just fit together perfectly the puzzle made sense. I had a new plan to catch him in action and to tell him I knew it was him. I called Roger. “Hey do you want to meet up tonight I finished my study session early?” I asked him. “Yeah I would love that!” he responded. “Oh crap I forgot Frank just texted me, he is coming over tonight to finish math because I was confused on that. Sorry, raincheck?” “Yes, definitely.” “I love you” “I love you even more.” The phone goes dead. I run into my dad’s room and grab a bunch of his hoodies and sweats, and dress up as “Frank”. I am going to trick Roger into thinking I am Frank, and live stream the whole entire thing. I sat on the couch in my costume ready to walk out of the house. It has been two hours since I called Roger, so it is about time to walk out. I had my phone ready, already on my livestream page. It is time, I opened the front door and start my live stream. I walk down the driveway and suddenly I feel someone yank me and drag me behind my house. Before I could say anything I felt the cold blade go straight into my chest. I fall to the ground. I look up and see Roger’s face and I am sure he sees me as well because he immediately falls to his knees and starts shaking me. “Don’t die, please don’t die Maria. I love you, forever and always,” he says. Barely being able to speak I get out, “Well guess what, I don’t love you, I hate you.” The headline read that morning “Murder in Maryland”, and guess what they did again, but they also read “Murderer Captured”.
It states, “ Rodger Gridger was arrested last night for the murder of many teenage boys and also the murder of his girlfriend, Maria. Thanks to Maria’s live stream and footage we were able to arrest him, but sadly she was killed in the process of retrieving this evidence. Currently Rodger Gridger is being held in a mental facility in Maryland. We have received quotes from Roger Gridger stating he was madly in love with Maria and didn’t want to lose her to anyone else. He was also heard stating he did commit the murders, but only over jealousy. We heard from officials that accidentally killing his girlfriend drove him more insane than he had been before. More info is to come about this case in the next few
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...found were, various pills, syringes, rubber dildos, homosexual literature, as well as explicit sex videos. The only thing Gacy was originally arrested for was possession of marijuana. Soon after his incarceration, the police were back at his residence. They wanted to search his crawl space beneath his house. He was quick to admit to killing one person in self-defense, and that the body was buried under his garage. They still felt it necessary to search the crawl space. Upon their search they discovered nearly 30 bodies that had been there a varying amount of time. The first killing had taken place in 1972, and currently the year was 1976. Upon conviction by authorities, Gacy was charged with the murder of 33 young men, and was sentenced to the death penalty. He was sent to Menard Correctional Center, where after years of appeals, he was killed by lethal injection.
July 15, 1999, was an ordinary night for Kristopher Lohrmeyer as he left work at the Colorado City Creamer, a popular ice cream parlor. Kristopher had no idea that his life was about to end. When Michael Brown, 17, Derrick Miller and Andrew (Andy) Medina, 15, approached Kristopher and demanded his money and his car keys. Before the boys knew it shots had been fired and Kristopher was dead. About an hour after the fatal shooting of Kristopher Lohrmeyer, all three men were in custody and telling their version of the night’s events. Michael and Derrick who had run away after the shooting confessed to police and named Andy as the shooter. According to the three boy’s testimony, they had only recently met and needed away to get some quick cash, so they developed a carjacking scheme and headed to Andy’s house to pick up 2 stolen handguns. The three boys were uneducated and had spent most of their time on the streets in search of drugs. The judge ruled that they would be held without bail and there was probable cause to charge them all with first-degree murder (Thrown Away, 2005).
Dean Cage and Raymond Towler are both Charged with crimes committed. Dean Cage was arrested for the crime of a 15-year-old girl being raped in the basement stairwell of an apartment building on the south side of Chicago("Dean Cage"). A young girl was raped in a apartment and he is accused out of others but they should have cameras around a apartment building so that leads to Dean Cages case but on the other hand Raymond Towler is also arrested. The crime that Raymond is accused of doing is that He raped and sexually assaulted a young girl in a Cleveland park("Raymond Towler"). However both of these cases lead to a long time sentenced or a long time served.
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“Failure isn’t fatal, but failure to change must be” – John Wooden. Wooden is trying to bring the positives out of failing rather than the negatives. For example, my championship little league baseball game, my team and I failed to win. After the game ended it affected me in a depressing way that made it a sad moment that we all worked so hard to get to, and give it up so easy to lose where I would never get a shot at redemption because it was my last year in the league. Almost like that year was a waste that we threw it away. Though I did not want to be negative about the situations, so I looked at the positives and I thought no matter how hard we all tired and all the effort we put it is was not a waste, the hard work and dedication brought us all so close that we learned how to work almost as if we were one.
This case was very shocking and scary amongst the state of Washington, due to the fact that this case was the largest serial murder investigation since the early 1980’s in the Green River Killings committed by Gary Ridgeway. This case was very similar not only in the fact that both crimes were in the same state but their targets were prostitutes. He strangled the women unlike Yates who shot his victims. After strangling his victims he as well would dump the bodies. Ridgeway earned his name as the Green River Killer because when authorities found the first 5 victims located in the Green River. He is known to have murdered a minimum of 71 women, and was found convicted through DNA evidence, the same as Yates. Unlike Yates who is currently on death row and was sentenced to death, Ridgeway did not receive the death penalty due to confessing about missing women who authorities had not
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Derrick Jensen, born in 1960 is a writer and environmental activist who was against capitalism and western civilization. In the article “ Forget Shorter Showers” Jensen is talking about Environmentalism. He specifically states that individuals will not change the environment very much if that individual wants to get something done they should work with a group of other individuals with the same views. Jensen talks about three different subjects water, energy and waste. Which are three main parts of the environment. Having the background of being an environmental activist helped prepare Jensen to write about the environmental issues in the world.
The tiles were still dirty from the residue of chlorine and pittle combined into one thick layer of impossible gunk. This gunk surrounded the edge of pool right where the water met the lowest part of the tile and was even apparent underneath the shallow water fountain around the back end. The ring had been worn away in spots where the missus had got so fed up that she was gonna put an end to this "ring of filth" once and for all. A few times she had started, but had always found a broken nail or straying hair to become spontaneously obsessive about when her arm got tired of scrubbing.
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