guilty
Don’t do the crime if you can’t do the time; a look into all aspects of a guilty verdict from the burden of proof to conviction to the judge’s sentence and more.
About time
7pm evening news, I’m 17 now so mums always wining at me to pay attention to what’s going in the real world not just my world .I pass dad his plate and grab my own to join him in the lounge. we are in between renovating the dining room so we eat in here for now. “1 body found 3 still missing 20 thousand dollar reward for any information leading to an arrest” not paying much mind to the news I clear my plate and head to clean the kitchen and get ready for bed, I have to help dad knock out the bricks in the morning so I’m in for an early night.
By Nikita Owens 5 years ago in Criminal
Monsters are Real
I woke up Saturday morning to a quiet house. I love Saturday’s because it means cartoons. Super Friends and Speed Racer and so many others. I don’t know what time it was, but I was too excited to go back to sleep. I lay still for a second, listening for any sounds. There were none, but I didn’t expect to hear anything. As quietly as I could, I crept to the bedroom door. Gently turning the knob, I open the door, and lightly close it behind me, making sure to turn the knob closed instead of letting it “klatch” shut.
By Jack St. Clair5 years ago in Criminal
On the inside
She sat on the edge of the bed, holding the moleskin journal in her hands. Black, hard, private. It was the decision as to take it with her or not prompting the stillness; yes or no. What was the point, would it change anything? Outside the bedroom window a gaggle of neighbourhood children bustled by in a flurry of bicycles and laughter. So then, Yes it is.
By Phil du Toit5 years ago in Criminal
The Would-Be Kidnappings
I was almost kidnapped twice, once when I was six or seven in Sacramento (1977) and once when I was eight in Reno (1979). I outsmarted the kidnapper in Sacramento. He underestimated me because I was so young and I figured out how to keep him talking until I could run away. Thank goodness he didn’t grab me, and thank the powers-that-be that he’d used a stupid tactic to try to lure me to go with him to his “house”. Otherwise, I doubt I would have made it. The second one, I recognized as a threat, and ran like hell, but not before he tried to grab us (I was with a friend).
By Laylah Muran de Assereto5 years ago in Criminal
They are not Monsters, they are men
Another woman has been found dead in Trinidad. We as a people are outraged. Sad. Hurt. Scared. Paranoid. Blood-thirsty. And we are calling the perpetrator a "monster". But he is not. And I think it is extremely important that we start humanizing the men who murder and rape in this country. Because when we start seeing them as our fellow men, then we can stop them in their tracks from souring into malignance.
By Stephanie Ramlogan5 years ago in Criminal
Samuel Little: A Quick Look at the Most Prolific Serial Killer in American History
The year 2020 might have been bad overall for most, but we can take some good with all of the bad. One positive development was the death of serial killer Samuel Little. Let me be clear here: I know it's always iffy to be glad when someone dies. Even at its very best, such a thing deserves to be recognized as morbid, to some small degree. Still, Samuel Little claimed to have killed 93 women, with 60 of the murders apparently being officially confirmed. He was not a good guy.
By Wade Wainio5 years ago in Criminal
Night of Fire
NIGHT OF FIRE Dave drove down the highway, nearing the end of his three-hour road trip. He had the perfect plan if he was sure to execute it properly. A visit with his family may even persuade him to change his mind. He may even be able to come up with a different solution. Killing a dream that was once his own was going to be hard by itself. Killing the dream of a long-time friend was proving to be the true test of his will. Time with his family at his childhood home may open his eyes to something he had missed.
By Shirley Meadows5 years ago in Criminal
Corrupted
Have you ever been forced in to a situation where you knew what was right but in choosing it you would loose an opportunity to gain something more? Something for yourself? From an early age i had been plagued with this notion of right and wrong but today is the day that I would know whether my dreams off being a person good by nature were an illusion I had built for myself. When I was younger I would play so many games where good and evil were simple choices to me, the hero fought to save everyone and the villain to destroy. It is only now that I’m an adult with a family and real responsibility that I see the shades of grey that embody our world. Now I’m faced with this decision I’m less inclined than ever before to see the heroic point of view.
By Lachlan Hellyer5 years ago in Criminal
Roots of Crime
Pedro Rodrigues Jr was born on July 17, 1954 in Santa Rita do Sapucaí in the state of Minas Gerais, Brazil. One of 14 children – 10 boys and 4 girls – Pedro, or Petey as he is still called today, lived with his family in a grass hut made of clay and straw where Pedro Senior would inflict drunken beatings upon his wife Manuela. The only place the children felt safe was outside.
By Luiza Araujo5 years ago in Criminal
