Irene Williams Suicide

A standard feature article or personality profile, to be declared as a riveting one, should be written in a style of fiction, patched with pictures and characterized with quotes from the exclusive interview. But given a “death of a celebrity” situation, what could be the new measures in producing a cordial article that can both celebrate and mourn the death of the person?

Holmes had everything he could ever want, which was great for him of course. His childhood was very privileged, and he enjoyed it. People told his family that he was a very intelligent kid for his age. Holmes was treated well. As he grew up, he got interested in the art of medicine. He graduated from the University of Michigan. Holmes was married twice. Holmes was treated well there as well. He passed his exam to practice medicine. He was always treated well, he was smart. He was looked as an equal. This led Holmes to animal experiment and also used corpses as experimental subjects. Holmes also stole corpses and used them to make fake insurance claims. There were rumors that indicates that he was responsible for his friend’s death. That was the first rumored victim of Homes later on he got a job in a pharmacy. Which Holmes convinced the pharmacy wife’s owner to sell him the pharmacy due to his suppose claims that the owner had “passed away”, and it was rumored that he killed the owner of the pharmacy. Then one day the wife went missing, to which Holmes claimed that she had moved to California. But it’s

Cory rolled his eyes. For the last three days, everyone had been treating him like a delicate vase that would shatter if you breathed too hard. He leaned forward, bracing himself on his knees with his forearms. “Listen here, shrink, it wasn’t an accident, as you put it. I meant to shoot the guy. Plain and simple. He was coming at me, so I raised my gun --” here Cory motioned to the pistol lying on the desk between the two men, “ -- and put him on his back with a bullet between the eyes. There was nothing accidental about it.” Cory leaned back in the armchair, fingers tapping on the armrest.

The recent death of Robin Williams, famous actor and comedian, has sparked some dialog about suicide. It seems that his death pried opened some eyes to see this silenced issue. Our society begins to talk about suicide more and more everyday. Not too long ago, my community faced several suicides. One of my friends killed herself in late September of 2013. Over the following year, three more suicides occurred in the surrounding schools. Those deaths were incredibly painful for family and friends, myself included. This brought realization to me, students, and parents in the county. It came to our attention that there was a problem rising, that is still growing, in our schools and homes. Suicide is often found in youth because it is a troubled time for most people that age, but Robin Williams death also brings attention to the increasing

“I need to visit her,” he said, leaving the recycle center and drove down the street. Arriving at the cemetery, Mr. Cassidy parked on the side of the road, walked down the pathway lined with tall tombstones and stopped at the one with Helen Cassidy’s name across the top. “Hello, sweetheart, I love you and wish you were here,” he said, sitting down on the grass beside the

The trial included realistic depictions of the grim wrongdoing scene and terrible stories of the lives taken and broke by Holmes' shots. During the trial, the court focused on James’s mental illness. Holmes had a notebook containing his meandering considerations and definite arrangements for the slaughter. During

The black curtained hearse, drawn by two black horses, rolled slowly through the streets of Charleston. Following behind, were Eli, Allie, Mary O’Toole, Willie, Gabriel, and half of Charleston’s, ‘old guard’ as they made their way to the cemetery for her burial. Clara Christopher Harris would be laid to rest beside her husband of over fifty years, whose grave was located at the feet of her parents, Elijah and Patience Christopher. Allie could not contain the emotions she felt- Sadness, because her grandmother was gone; anger, because she was gone, shame, because she had not gone to visit her before she died; she also felt a sense of self-loathing; for what reason, she could not decipher. Eli’s sudden gigging in her ribs with his elbow caused her to want to slap him when she looked at him to see what he was gigging her for and saw the mischievous grin on his face.

As a child, I loved nothing better than relaxing in front of the coal fire naturally engrossed in Sherlock Holmes movies on our monochrome television. Nevertheless, these wonderful stories written by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle started my lifelong passion for his juicy murder mysteries. His brilliance, not to mention his dedication to education throughout his lifetime, I admire this fine gentleman. Being an adventurous man and standing up for his unwavering beliefs on spiritualism.

In the short story The Adventure of the Speckled Band, Dr. Grimesby Roylott killed Julia Stoner and attempted to kill her sister Helen. After learning of the events leading up to these situations and examining the doctor’s quarters, Sherlock Holmes concluded that “doctors make great criminals.” Based not only on the doctor’s education and skills, but with his history, this is a fair assessment.

Sister Muriel, who was also my grandmother, and who I affectionately referred to as granny, was a bit more tired than usual on the eve of December 10, 1958.  Slumber seemed to be calling early, so quietly heading toward the dorm seemed to be the best idea to take her tired body. As her feet climbed the stairs, she could feel the cool breeze against her face, and her body seemed to be a little more difficult going up these steep cement steps, there were so many of them. This evening seemed to encourage reflective thoughts, normally she had a smile for everyone, but tonight her mood a bit melancholy, but then again it could be she had a long day serving, or she missed her deceased husband, Merritt.  However, the quiet, evening allowed her to

Abbey would stay with our father while I had some much needed time away. If she was unable to, the visiting hospice nurse accompanied his needs. The hours I spent at a bunch of graves would appear obsessive to some, but it was comforting to be near even if it was at gravestones. Perhaps it was a way to connect with Calvin, despite the reality of his death. Visiting his stone, keeping the lots maintained; all of these factors, as trivial as they were, helped with my grief. A minor part of me felt foolish, while the majority indispensably embraced this without

Saturday night she told me she shared her newspaper with Derek each morning and at closing Sherry of Ballygiblins gave her a “night night”. I had asked her where she was going to go when they closed and she told me she would find somewhere else. But seeing her sit on that bench yesterday morning looking across the street told me she had not. I could have stopped to talk to her but decided to allow her to mourn in peace.

Currently, she was at the local cemetery, where all around, freshly fallen snow twinkled and glistened on the once green ground. The pale gray pathway had been shoveled, however, so that people could get around the cemetery easily. Mrs. Ferguson was listening attentively to the pastor, who was describing Mr. Ferguson’s life. Only Mr. Ferguson’s close family had been invited to attend the funeral, so they all knew every detail of his life, but it was common practice to read it all anyways.

Another detective LeStrade with Scotland Yard (London’s investigative police) came to Sherlock & Watson’s apartment at 221b Baker Street very nervous relaying a crime of how a ghastly looking bride was shooting at people on the street from her balcony and then later shot herself in the mouth falling backward. The same woman, Emilia Ricoletti appeared later that evening (her wedding anniversary),

In the story “A Scandal in Bohemia,” we get a glimpse of Holmes’s character, a natural mastermind, through John Watson's narration. As with any narrated scene, our perception of Holmes