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Being abducted is one heck of a rollercoaster when you’re as skeptical as I am. Late last night was when the “incident” happened; at about 3 o’clock in the morning, or what I like to call it, fantasy hour. Once the clock strikes three, everything you know about your loved ones is thrown out the door. One time I even saw my Aunt Lucia bouncing on a pogo stick in the living room with a frying pan in her hand. That was the weirdest trip to the bathroom I've ever had. Well not even a minute after the forbidden hour rolled around, Chloe, my best friend, has her eyes dialed in on the lake across from us. “Julie”,she said stoned faced, we NEED to go over there. What? Why? I said puzzled at how she thought this was a good idea. Before I could even start to walk away she grabbed my arm and dragged me to the lake. WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!! I say yelling so loud that my own eardrums almost burst. With no hesitation she marched on still as stone faced as before. …show more content…
We arrive by moss on the edge of the lake when Chloe falls to the ground almost instantly with a sharp rock piercing her hip.
Blood was seeping through her baggy t-shirt while a blinding light hits the grass in front of me. My curiosity draws me to closer to the destination it was coming from. Across the lake was a small silhouette with the light attached to their finger and, It looked as if I could touch the beam of light without it bouncing off. Wondering what it was, I grabbed the small light and held on tight. When my finger had its first touch on the freezing beam, I got jerked from the ground under
me. My face had grass stains to last me months. Then all I felt was wetness on the right side of my body. Once there were no more questions popping up in my head I realized that I was moving. Not only that but gliding against the surface of the lake. Finally, the mysterious light came to an end and I was face to face with the oddly shaped figure. With my hand slowly letting go, I took a large step back. Everything surrounding me was silent and still. After looking back, Chloe had strangely disappeared from the collection of dark shadows around her. While searching for some sign of her still being across the still lake, I was snatched up like a missing dog being taken by animal control. The bumpy ride was giving me a headache so severe that I almost hurled, although the view of crystal clear water was helping me to relax. During all of this the feeling hadn't yet sunk in. I was flying straight up without the creature showing signs of coming back down anytime soon.
As I was completing this assignment, I was watching the infamous Netflix documentary entitled Making a Murderer. The documentary follows the story of Steven Avery, who is currently in prison for the death of a woman, Teresa Halbach, in 2005. Steven Avery has been denying any involvement in the murder of Teresa Halbach for the past eleven years. In the middle of the reading, the documentary was exploring and analyzing Steven Avery’s deviant behavior as a young man (Making). As I observed what was being discussed about Steven Avery, I was able to build the connection between how society, and the community from which he came from, perceived Steven Avery and what Kai Erikson discussed in the first couple pages of the book with regards to deviance and its relation with regards to society.
In Death of an Innocent, Chris McCandless goes on a memorable and tragic journey into Alaska, but for most of his expedition he was known, not as Chris McCandless, but as Alexander Supertramp. The reason that he changed his name for his journey was because he is running away from his past and wanted to become the person he believed he really was.
Amanda Knox is innocent! The whole incident is a big mess, the Italy police do not have enough evidence. The evidence that Meredith Kercher was found dead to Amanda Knox is not enough. Kerchers blood was found on a knife that Amanda used but it was only a tiny spec of blood. The break in was not enough to say other wise if it was fake. The two of them had lived in an apartment together and they touched and used everything. Nobody would be surprised if Kercher had cut herself on accident and that's how blood got on the knife.
This examination will look at the short story “Killings” by Andre Dubus and the main characters in the story. The story begins on a warm August day with the burial of Matt and Ruth Fowler’s youngest son Frank. Frank’s age: “twenty-one years, eight months, and four days” (Dubus 107). Attending the funeral were Matt, his wife Ruth, their adult children and spouses. Matt’s family is extremely distraught over the murder of their youngest son/brother, in their own way. There are implications of wanting to kill Richard Strout, the guy accused of being the murderer: “I should kill him” (107), as stated after the service. This comment is considered a fore-shadowing of what is to come in the thought progression of Matt and Ruth.
"The fact is that white-collar criminals are, in general, incredibly good at deluding themselves that they’re good people, even when they clearly aren’t." according to Felix Salmon on white-collar crime. The definition of a criminal is a person who has committed a crime but if you were to ask a white-collar criminal they wouldn't consider themselves a criminal. Many of the convicted white-collar criminals contrast their actions with "real" criminals who commit street crime. First I will summarize "Denying the Guilty Mind:Accounting for Involvement in White-Collar Crime" written by Micheal L. Benson. Then I will use information from my criminology class to better define white collar crimes. Lastly, I will define Strain Theory and how it relates to white-collar crimes The increase of certain strains that cause negative emotions such as frustration and anger better known as Strain Theory is the cause of white-collar crime.
Orientation, introduction, moving in classes, fraternity exams midterm finals, all flying by with the roar of drag car screaming past you on the side. That is how this past semester has felt like. So far everything has been a blur, "tunnel visioned" towards the end that is now wider as I start to comprehend all of the emotions and information from this past semester. Sitting here in front of my computer finishing on of the last essays I will write this semester about the thing that I have done this semester. Tired, hungry and wanting to go home have been the reoccurring themes so far in my college career.
Who is innocent their whole lives only to find guilt at the end? Is there a force larger than life that controls a human being from birth to death? What if a person so confident of their position in life, finds a truth to be a lie? The story of Oedipus Rex, tells of a doomed heir of Thebes who is foretold that he will kill his father and marry his mother. The oracle that foretells his future is indeed right, although is thought to be drivel at first. The guilt plays out in the end, with innocence and unknown identity being the cause of Oedipus’s destruction. Sophocles creatively demonstrates the themes of human will versus fate, the nature of innocence and guilt, and the quest for identity in his play, Oedipus Rex.
It was late I thought. Almost midnight yet I was still unable to sleep. I stared thoughtlessly at the moving shadows mumbling to myself, "it was just a story" but in my heart I knew it wasn't, it was more than a story, much, much more. Then, a crow appeared in the middle of my room. The crow stared at me with such intensity that I fell backwards into the safety of my pillow. I stared at the crow in shock as it disappeared into my closet and that's when I heard it, a long piercing whine that was like a nail to a chalkboard. I prayed that it would go away, I prayed with all my heart but it stayed there continuing its long whine. It was then when I caught a glimpse of it. I saw two glowing bloodshot eyes stare at me. I let out a scream born from terror and almost immediately my dad came bursting into my room. He stared at me with confusion but all I could do was point a shaking finger at my closet door. Cautiously, my father marched into the closet door only to find nothing inside. Then, without warning, the closet door slammed shut along with my father still inside.
Crime will always surround us, but it often avoids the attention of monitoring systems which are established to measure the amount of crime and its victims (Skogan, 1977). There is truth in the fact that many crimes are not reported to the police, while other crimes are reported but never recorded. There are many reasons as to why this occurs. Firstly, the phrase “The dark figure of crime” is a concept used by criminologists and sociologists alike. It is a concept used to describe the crimes that remain undiscovered, unrecorded or unreported. It is believed that there is no complete way of identifying how much crime is actually out there, therefore, there is always questionability and doubt in regards to crime statistics as they cannot ever be accurately represented. (Skogan, 1977) This essay will aim to explain some of these reasons why not ally crimes are reported or registered.
As the narrator changes in behavior, he commits murder and becomes consumed in guilt. There are many instances where the narrator’s guilt takes over his personality. As alcohol takes over the narrator’s life and changes his behavior, he cuts out the eye of Pluto. Reminded of his cruelty by the cat’s eye, the narrator tries to free himself from the guilt and kills the cat by hanging it. After committing the murder, he doesn’t seem to realize the amount of guilt he has, insisting that he is not concerned with what he commits. After the crime, it seems as if the narrator’s subconscious is preventing him from making good choices. The narrator's guilt is subsided by the appearance of a new cat. After he brings the new cat home, he starts to resent
Wrongful convictions can occur daily all over the world for several reasons. There are many reasons from false statements, police misconduct, false eye witness identification, investigation wrong doings, evidence mishandle and many more issues that force innocent people to be convicted of crimes they never committed. We need to be able to have law officers, eye witness’s whoever is making false statements or identifications or just over looking evidence those individuals need to be punished.
A shrill cry echoed in the mist. I ducked, looking for a sign of movement. The heavy fog and cold storm provided nothing but a blanket, smothering all sight and creating a humid atmosphere. The freezing air continued to whip at my face, relentless and powerful. Our boat, stuck in the boggy water. Again a cry called. Somewhere out there was someone, or something.
In Franz Kafka’s The Trial, Josef K. is guilty; his crime is that he does not accept his own humanity. This crime is not obvious throughout the novel, but rather becomes gradually and implicitly apparent to the reader. Again and again, despite his own doubts and various shortcomings, K. denies his guilt, which is, in essence, to deny his very humanity. It is for this crime that the Law seeks him, for if he would only accept the guilt inherent in being human (and, by so doing, his humanity itself), both he and the Law could move on.
What is guilt? Is Josef K. guilty? What is he guilty of? All of these questions come to mind when you read The Trial by Franz Kafka, but they are not easily answered. The question of guilt is a theme that runs through the entire novel, and it serves to enlighten the reader as to what, I believe, Kafka is trying to say. So what is Kafka trying to say? If one looks at the opening sentence, in the light of the rest of the novel, I believe that it helps to clue us into Kafka's message. The fact that K. believes he has not done "anything truly wrong" (3) harkens back to the question of guilt. So because K. feels he is not fully guilty of anything, why is he hounded by the law? This is where the main theme of the book comes into play in my opinion. Kafka wants us to recognize, with the help of the opening sentence, that K. has done something wrong: he has lived an unexamined life dominated by routine, normalcy, and other people. This is what K. is guilty of.
The sun is radiant and scorching, as always when it’s August in Michigan, while the lake water is warm with occasional ripples flowing through as the wind subtly blows over. I’ve got my giant pink floaty around my waist with my ridiculously large bug-eyed sunglasses around my face and I’m ready to set myself afloat into the water. As I float on my raft into the warm water I close my eyes while the waves relax me into a soft slumber as I drift into the middle of lake. Without knowing how much time has passed, I awaken to the sound of Alicia’s mom yelling my name and automatically panic,