My current event is about a 15-year-old boy named Tristan Potts from Missouri, who pleaded guilty in December for murdering his sister. At the time Tristan was 13 years old. The little girl body was found in front of their adoptive parent’s yard. The first responders arrived to the scene in October, 2015. Tristan ran to the woods as his sister suffered from gun shot wounds to her head and right shoulder. Later on, Tristan was found near a shopping building behind the house. Investigators found two handguns that Tristan’s hands teste positive for gunshot residue. Officers also found 500 bullets hidden in two skillets in the kitchen. Together with, the intent to set the house on fire. A psychologist who interviewed Tristan said that he appeared…
As a police detective, I see a lot of things ordinary men can’t even fathom—serial killers, rapists, drug lords—but nothing could have prepared me for the Dyer Street case. It started out like any other home invasion: a local woman went to bed with her family when all of a sudden she heard a scream coming from her son’s bedroom. When she entered the room she found her son on the floor, unresponsive.…
No one in need would feel the need to steal, Society working together for the benefit of all would provide all that was needed by the individual As for crimes of passion; no one in his individual freedom would feel the need to commit crimes such as Murder, or Rape. If each persons needs were met when asked for there would be no crime of passion, you would have to kill a person whom you feared was taking…
I had the pleasure of being a client of Mr. White's and he made everything so simple for me. He took my Class A misdemeanor charges and laid out everything I would need to do to get the best result. He was extremely professional and knows his way around the courtroom. Between my arrest and court date he was able to formulate a case that made the charges against me seem nearly unfathomable. On my court date they tried to push my case back even further and he, despite having other clients to attend to, returned back to my case and got my charges dismissed that day.…
A hill of aspens, glowing golden, shines on the right side of the trail while the left side is a pine-covered hill. Between the two is the trail, a magical escape from reality. This is my sanctuary of Buffalo Peaks wilderness. The trying experience of hiking through the mountains with 40 pounds on your back, the straps of your pack rubbing the skin off your hips and shoulders. The tension building in your muscles as you struggle under the weight. The pain that can only be diluted by a yoga session and a trip to the hot springs. Sun salutations in a lush, meadow valley. Warrior one and reverse warrior in the heat of the sun, relaxing from the miles we traveled just the day before.…
About the only good thing that came out of me going to jail was meeting this guy named Lev. He was a skinny guy that did not look like he committed a vicious crime. He didn’t he was in jail for looting a dead German on Voinova Street. He was really rude when I tried to make company, but I could understand why because at times like these you can’t trust anyone. I asked him if he was a Jew and he did not appreciate that, because he thought I looked like a Nazi, but after he found I wasn’t he was ok with the question. I gave him some sausage because I figured he would be hungry. We both were wondering why they didn’t shoot us because that was the punishment for both of our measly little crimes. I started to take notes in my journal on Ushakovo’s…
Not but a little bit ago me and my little brother got in a feud. What he did to start this was he took my phone charger and losted it and broke it. One thing that got me mad was that he did not ask and he stole it. So then I went to my parents and told on him. Then when my parents were going to talk to him he tried to turn the situation against me. So then i got mad and went ballistic on him. Then what we did to resolve it was he had to buy mea new charger. Then i warned him if he ever did it again he'll be in trouble.…
Each and everyday people walk the halls of this school. You see people walking on the streets in their neighborhood. They are all walking forward. Why? That is what is normal. We have been doing it this “normal” way since humans could walk. Baby's first learning to walk don't walk backwards do they? No, they are biologically programmed to move forward. I wanted the breaking of my norm to be obvious. What better way than to walk backwards and go “against the crowd”.…
The conviction of my receiving stolen property isn’t a conviction that I personally stole anything, which it’s a conviction that I received an item that someone else had stolen. I had no knowledge that the item was stolen. However since my conviction I have not received the minor things of a speeding ticket or even seat belt violation, but I do wear my seat belt every time I am in a vehicle.…
In March of 2007, I entered the United States illegally. Prior to this, I had been deported twice. Crossing the border was very dangerous, but I had to do it because in Mexico we are very poor. My father passed away 21 years ago, and my mom was left a widow with 11 children. My oldest brother moved out of the house, so I had to step up and help my mom raise my siblings. Where I’m from, there aren’t many jobs available, only on the fields and the pay wasn’t enough to support us. I didn’t want to cross the border, but I had no other choice. I ask for your forgiveness for breaking the immigration law by crossing the border and living in America illegally.…
I knew stealing was bad. I knew that if you stole you would get sent to this lonely and scary place where you don't get good food and you have to stay behind cold bars, where you have to use the bathroom in front of other strangers because you are not allowed to leave your area. I only heard stories about this horrifying place. My mom always told me stories and reasons why not to steal or commit any other sin. To be honest I thought this was a fable I had never seen this place and I know many people who have sinned but never got sent to this so-called “jail” place. My mother told me lying is bad and you could get sent to this “jail” place but, I have a friend who once lied to our teacher at school saying he forgot his homework at home when…
The police said it was a robbery and that my father car was found stripped and left up on blocks. My father was barely hanging on for dear life when one of the attorneys from his old job came to tell me that his disability would now be cut off because there would be no way to tell if his injuries was from the job or from the robbery. Oh, but if that wasn’t adding salt to an already open wound, Mack Cannoli arrived to ask me how was I going to pay my father’s debt now that he can’t. What the man had offered as a way to help pay the debt had me taking a swing at him, but his men stopped me. Luckily, the police officer who was investigating the robbery walked in.…
I have broken copyright law when I was in 3rd grade I wrote a paper off of a sports article and i didn’t know I was breaking any laws. When I was writing that paper I had no idea I was breaking any laws. So i went to my mom and said “ Is this a good essay for my project.” Then she said “ did you get these words from somewhere else or are these your own words.” Then I said “ I got them off of the internet.” Then she was going to ask me if i cited but she didn't and so she just said “Here I need to do something.” So she cited my paper and then after school she gave me the talk on copyright and I was just so…
Ring Ring Ring! Went the bell to wake we inmate's up. I got up to see the dirty walls other prisoners left for me. As I walked to the cafeteria, the rest of the inmates got up. Then I ran into my friend Collin, and we talked about how horrible this prison was. I asked if he wanted to hear my exciting story of how i got into this place.…
A lot of people wonder is it possible to do something wrong and not feel guilty for it afterwards, the answer for me is yes. Although my answer differs for situations for this situation I don't think I have ever felt guilty. My sister and I are the same size, we love to share clothing and most to all times are civil about borrowing clothes. Then, there are some points when a simple day getting ready turns into a screaming match. The conversation starts out civil and then slowly turns into something very far from civil. A typical morning starts out very calm and quiet then usually all hell breaks loose after showers...when it's time to pick out outfits for school.…