Personal Narrative: The Egregious Act

Seeing Sean lying so peaceful on that cold, hard table was difficult to bear. I ran to his side and threw myself down upon his frigid body. Here was the man I loved who was so full of life now lying lifeless but strangely at peace.

*disclaimer: bare with me... the next 5 chapters are crap because i wrote them over a year ago...chapter 19 will be the start of some great shit*

We apprehended them due to their dishonesty. They swallowed their pride and stood with the noose around their neck. I saw their muscles tense every time the rope would tighten. For the second time, I saw the stool vanish from beneath their feet. The crowd cheered again, but there were a few people weeping beside me.

First came the pride, an overwhelming sense of achievement, an accomplishment due to great ambition, but slowly and enduringly surged a world of guilt and confusion, the conscience which I once thought diminished, began to grow, soon defeating the title and its rewards. Slowly the unforgotten memories from that merciless night overcame me and I succumbed to the incessant and horrific images, the bloody dagger, a lifeless corpse. I wash, I scrub, I tear at the flesh on my hands, trying desperately to cleanse myself of the blood. But the filthy witness remains, stained, never to be removed.

As I learned nothing will kill me and I don’t understand this because I would like nothing else then to stop the eternal suffering and just end it all. Those thoughts had to wait until I found and killed her for good then maybe I would get my peace and resolve for once. I wiped the blood off my chin and collected all the coins from the dead putting them inside a pouch which slipped into the top of my corset. It’s not like they would be spending money anytime soon and I needed it to escape so I walked out of the tavern as if nothing happened and walked out of the town. I heard screaming and shrieks from a far but no one knew I had committed the murders and they couldn’t trace me to it they hadn’t even heard my name. I followed the hints of mother that I could through the years whether it be multiple killings in one area or her scent in the air. I had been closer on her trail and finally got into the same country she was

When the redness left my vision and I had seen what a mess I had created, I felt fulfilled for getting that excuse of a person out of this world, but I also felt bad because now I m had to go to dispose of the body at the lake a few miles down the road with the others. As I left I yelled at the other girls, “What are you looking at? I want this mess cleaned before you go to

First came the pride, an overwhelming sense of achievement, an accomplishment due to great ambition, but slowly and enduringly surged a world of guilt and confusion, the conscience which I once thought diminished, began to grow, soon defeating the title and its rewards. Slowly the unforgotten memories from that merciless night overcame me and I succumbed to the incessant and horrific images, the bloody dagger, a lifeless corpse. I wash, I scrub, I tear at the flesh on my hands, trying desperately to cleanse myself of the blood. But the filthy witness remains, stained, never to be removed.

So when I first got there I had the idea that it was a mock trial. It was not until we start and they started going over the history of the Texas Supreme Court and how they are able to travel thought the state did I realize that the court cases were real. Which, I am glad that they were real cases because that would have been boring if they were mock. So once I got that all right in my head I started to focus on the cases the first one was at some point difficult to follow to quote my friend who’s in high school “I don’t get why everybody is so mad about so ranch there is plenty of it at Walmart at leas that’s what that one dude said”. Now, my friends, he is the class clown, so I knew it was a joke but he did ask me “for real why did he keep

After checking every photo taken during the investigation, the Deputy District Attorney, Michelle Trego asked the detectives to interview the witnesses again. “We want to make certain she pays for this crime,” Michelle said riding up in the elevator with Detective Wallace.

I remember it like it was yesterday. People thought just because, I was from Mexico, I wouldn't be able to succeed in life. People laughed at me just because of the way I spoke English.

[Stand up] Who knows now what the results would have been if I was honest and kept to your name until the end. The beatings and all of Mr Hale's questions were just too much for me. In the end I confessed that I had connections with the devil and that he seeks me and comes to me at night, hoping it would all just end.

murderer. I felt ecstatic, like I finally was free of the vicious, cold-hearted bitch. Then I wondered,

I had never smelled a corpse before today, but now it fills the air like poison, as cruel to the mind as it is to the nose. It’s pungent, rotten, and sickly sweet, the smile on an assassin’s face before he kills your soul. I don’t want to open my eyes to see the source, but it must be nearby, as I feel his cold skin, roughened by the last few months that probably made him grateful of his death, against my own. My eyelids are heavy, begging me not to lift them, not to move at all, to lie there until God takes pity on me too, and lets me go.

This past year has enabled me to practice my faith in an more effective manner. Over the course of time, my informed conscience was enhanced to enable me to make better and more beneficial choices. When we read teachings from the Bible or other sources, they allowed us to examine an aspect of life from a different angle. The parables we read and the Gospels we read and analyzed in class allowed us to relate them to daily life. Our multiple projects helped us go deeper into a particular topic instead of a building on a vague idea. For example, we studied our particular saints and Catholic Social Teachings. These helped us focus on one instead of all of them. In addition, we learned how to become better followers of God and how to think, speak,

After spending my time in Law and Justice Institute I have change mentally due to this program. Before I come to this program, school was easy for me and I didn't have too much trouble with my subjects. However, when I came into the program I had to work hard in order to keep up in class. By doing that I was able to change the way I acted towards work. In the past I didn’t feel like I had to study or work hard because I already got it in the bag, but this program opened my eyes and showed me that I do need to study and work in order to success. In the end, by being in Law and Justice Institute I was able to grow by learning how to work hard.