Criminally Insane-Personal Narrative

Fifteen year old Conrad Clark just came home from basketball practice where he was absolutely exhausted. He is the best player on his undefeated school basketball team. He lives with just his mom and only sibling Thomas after his father had recently been murdered by an unknown killer. As he approached the front door of his massive three story mansion located basically in the middle of nowhere surrounded by a lake and lots of wildlife, a gut punching feeling went through his body. He was remembering what had happened before he left for practice. He got in a huge fight with his mom about his grades in school, and was regretting some of the things he said. He goes through the front door and goes up to his bedroom on the third story. He lays down on his bed and he sees a note telling him that his mom and Thomas, are at a party and will be gone all night. He puts the note down and closes his eyes. About forty five minutes later he wakes up to his alarm going off. He turns off the alarm clock reading 10:30 p.m and is wondering why his alarm went off for no reason. He lets it go past him and goes down to the first floor and turns the television on. He turns on his favorite show, Criminal Minds, when Bang! At that moment Conrad knew that something bad

On 04/18/2016 I assisted Sgt. Patterson on a traffic stop in the 900 block of East K-53 HWY, Sumner County, Kansas. When I drove past I observed an older four door passenger vehicle stopped on the north side of the road with Sgt. Patterson's patrol vehicle behind it with emergency equipment activated. I turned around of K--53 and pulled in behind Sgt. Patterson, I activated my rear emergency lights and walked to the passenger side window of Sgt. Patterson's patrol vehicle. In the vehicle he had stopped I could see two white males sitting in the front driver and passenger seats, Sgt. Patterson was already back in his vehicle and was running the occupants information with SUCO 911. Sgt. Patterson told me that the passenger was moving around

Have you ever been to Minnesota? Well, if not I’ll tell you about my experience in the state of 10,000 lakes. First of all the reason me and my family went to minnesota, was for a fishing trip my dad got as a christmas present last christmas. We went with my dad's friend, and his friend’s family. We left two days after me and my brother got back from Iowa, during July. I didn’t know how the weather was going to be so I didn’t really know what to pack.

My full name is Samantha Taylor Miller, I am a criminal justice major. I am from Little Falls, New York. I currently live in North Hall with my roommate, who is also my close friend from high school. Although Little Falls is only about thirty minutes from UC, I am glad I chose to live on campus because I have met so many new people as a result of living in the resident's hall.

"I'm fine baby, it was you I was worried about." With his arms on her shoulders, Richard peered into Lexi's eyes, and gritted his teeth at the tears that dripped down his cheeks. What happened to her whilst he'd been fucking around, waiting for darkness to come?" Now wasn't the time to ask, and although a rage, directed at Karl Williams, exacerbated by the memories of his own treatment at the hands of the many many years ago, consumed him, and led to the thought of , despited his questions and fears, of streaming through the closed door, and confronting him and Blair Huntington to demand their freedom. However, common-sense overrode emotions and with Lexi clutching on to his hand, he wiped a tear gently from her cheek, and followed her to the

The flood of emotions tumbles out. A stream of questions, one after another, is rapidly fired at him - where did he go, why did he leave, and most importantly, why didn’t he say goodbye? All this time she’d spent waiting in the past, suspended in time, unable to receive any semblance of closure or composure. All the pent up emotions rush out of her and guilt flashes in his eyes. "Let’s go inside first,” he says, “I’ll explain what I

Constitution and declares, “Now, no talking, no cheating, no breathing, I better not see a muscle move in your body other than your hand to write on your test!”

As I was leaving work this week, I saw my wife racing the other direction trying to flag me down on my motorcycle. Once I reached the house I called her cell. She said, "DeWayne, Sophia just drowned in the pool." I asked if she was alive and she said, "Yes Ashley gave C.P.R. and the neighbor has Olivia." Our old granddaughter is Sophia and Olivia is our newborn granddaughter. Something inside me for weeks has been preparing, As my son-in-law and I were building the swim deck, something inside said, "Sophia is going to jump in the pool soon and drown." Normally I would have been completely stressed out. However, something inside said it is okay go see how you can help the kids not feel guilty.

I still remember like it was a year ago, the first and last time that I was in jail because of him. My uncle Jackson called as usual to tell me that Luke was in Jail for stealing fruits from different baskets of the woman at the central market. I waited till the weekend to go to Chicago to pay his bail because I could not be absent from my job. I was going back to Oakland, one of the many dangerous neighborhoods. Everything had changed and right inside the house, I was hearing gun shots every one hour and a half or two hours, I found myself ben scared like never before. Nothing was the same. Later that evening that I arrived, I asked my uncle to go along with me to show he station where my brother was locked. We drove thirty minutes to get to our destination, I was so angry because my brother was there with his friends but he was the

We broke apart, foreheads touching. Being just as breathless as me, Nolan murmured, "It was all my fault. I can't believe Chase was the . . . And, I dragged you down with me." His eyes scanned my face which I knew still had cuts from the shattered glass. His hand cupping my face, traced a cut on my left cheek. He leaned forward and gently pressed his lips against the spot. My eyes fluttered shut. "I'm so sorry, Helen," he whispered, his eyes sorrowful as he retreated. His own pale face revealed a dark blue spot under his right eye. There was a long gash under his ear

You. Guys. Stole. A. Car.” Chloe is breathing hard and she punctuates every word of her sentence. “I was so proud of you. You didn’t mention Dylan once in ten whole months, and the second he calls you slip right back to him. I’ve watched you go back and forth between other guys and him for three years now; it isn’t healthy. I know I told you to get a boyfriend, but I didn’t mean it. You’ve become such an awesome person these past few months…not that you weren’t in the past, that’s not what I’m saying…but you’ve gotten extra awesome ever since you stopped focusing on being a…man-eater…and started focusing on you.”

What a crazy and fast year it's been hasn't? If you asked me when was last Febuary I would have said 3 months ago and now I hear that your birthday is

You call me mad, say I have lost my mind? A monster you think of me, I am a human being, to this do I deserve such a dull punishment? Ill I have never been, I am sane, innocent to an extreme. A cage? Countless straps drown my body. Cruel? Yes I was, I must agree, but now I’ve been punished and beg of you to set me free.

I know something is wrong with me, but mentally insane? Are you joking me? When the doctor told me the news, everything I knew became a lie. I already don’t fit in at school, what will happen when everyone figures out I’m crazy?

Maniac awoke with a start and noticed that something was different about this morning. “Why is it so cold” he asked aloud.