What Happened The Night Of The Murders?

On the murder night of Nicole Brown Simpson and Ron Goldman, was a massive outburst on the media. As stated (Turvey December 1995) both bodies were found at 12:10Am, June 13 1994 inside of Nicole’s house located at 875 South Bundy reported by witnesses seeing a river of blood. As we get closer to the murder care of both Nicole and Ron many unanswered question starts to pile up, from who could had possibly had done this to why they ever did this.

Nikki expressed how she was sick of them acting out. The argument escalated into more physical abuse. If only this time nikki knew that this particular fight would end in a bad tragedy. Jas hit her mother with a vase over the head. Investigators say that was thee first sign of blood drawn. As nikki was trying to fight back tas stabbed her. After more fighting Jas starts to choke her mother with a ribbon medallion she won when she was younger. After being hit back jas picks up the knife to stab her mother. After all the verbal and physical abuse the twins dragged her to the bathtub in the master's bedroom. During the interview with jas and tas they state that when they put her into the tub she was still alive. Jas said her mother's last word were “ I hate you. You're going to jail.” Jas told her mother she was sorry. After cleaning up the bloody mess the girl walked to school arriving two hours late. Students said that they act as if it was a normal day. The twins came home and they thought the police may have been there unfortunately they were not. Jas managed to flag down a officer passing through in her neighborhood. She told the officer that someone had killed her mother. She said her and her sister missed the bus but immetimatley start to walk to rockdale high school. They told officers that they made it to every class on time. The officer indicated that it seem as if she tried to put up a fight at the moment she was being killed but there was no sign of forced entry. Officers focus on the boyfriend as the prime suspect. After investigating they soon come to realize he had nothing to do with the murder. During interviews with the twin detective started to notice that they had many injuries bite mark, scratches, and more. Detectives immediately started to focus on them, But the twins were stick to their stories. Since detectives did not have a solid case the was forced to let them go. Haneef

A 32-year-old sex offender lived in Boulder, Colorado named Gary Oivia. when JonBenét was found strangled to death it looked like what looked liked sexual assault, proven by the droplet of blood on her underwear. The convicted pedophile had been living in the area periodically when police reportedly found a magazine cutout of JonBenét Ramsey in his backpack after he was arrested on drug charges in 2000. He was soon released, but suspicions remained. (1)

Murder on a Sunday Morning is about an African American boy who was wrongly convicted of murder. He was only fifteen years old when his life changed forever. While first watching the documentary, it seems to the audience that Brenton Butler, the convicted boy, is guilty. Mr. Stephens, husband of the victim, Ann Stephens, claims that Butler came over, tried to take Anna Stephens’ purse, and then before she could comply, he raised his gun and shot her in the face. Sadly, Mr. Stephens was the only eye-witness, which is a major red flag, as he is connected to the victim. After being forced by the detective, Butler confesses. Once defense attorney, Patrick McGuinness is involved, he has Butler tell the court of his innocence and thus beings the criminal proceedings for Brenton Butler.

There had been a pause in the murders. Something was going on inside. . . . I told myself that it was over at last. Finally, I saw a woman appear, as white as a sheet, being helped by a turnkey. They said to her harshly: "Shout 'Vive la nation! '" "No! No!" she said. They made her climb up on a pile of corpses. One of the killers grabbed the turnkey and pushed him away. "Oh!" exclaimed the ill-fated woman, "do not harm him!" They repeated that she must shout "Vive la nation!" With disdain, she refused. Then one of the killers grabbed her, tore away her dress, and ripped open her stomach. She fell, and was finished off by the

This case contained many “Are you kidding me?” moments, especially after the author revealed the Killers wrap sheet. As you may know this killer is no one else but Kristin ex-boyfriend, Michael Cartier. Cartier had a terrible upbringing and always resulted to anger, violence, and possession towards others or even animals. Cartier had a history of animal cruelty, assaulting ex girlfriends, and restraining orders filed against him. Despite all the crimes he committed, and his experience of being in and out of jail, he was still able to roam the street long enough to kill Kristin.

To begin, theres’s been many cases of teenagers who have brutally murdered innocent people. A sixteen year old male who named Josiah Ivy murdered a pregnant lady and her husband. Jennifer Jenkins states in her article “On Punishment and Teen Killers” that “He got a rush out of breaking the law…” (49). The families’ of these victims are often not able to recover from their losses and must be made the top priority of the courts; they deserve justice.

Leaving her room she was about to enter Rin’s room when she heard a tiny whimper and a shuffling in the bathroom down the hallway. Saskia bolted for the bathroom, the hallway never felt so long to her before. As she was about to enter the bathroom a man, a strong, tall, and very well built man ran out of the bathroom running toward the window at the end of the hall. Saskia griped her knife and lunged at him, but apparently missed because he succeeded in jumping out the window with a practically a perfect landing and ran. Too concerned for her sister’s wellbeing Saskia ignored the broken window and the man and whipped into the bathroom to find her sister lying on the bathroom floor looking just like what her mother did that night, eyes staring at the ceiling as if all the life had been drained out. Kneeling down next to her sister Saskia started to sob profusely. She couldn’t stop. Pulling Rin up into her arms, she thought. Her only sister, her only family left is now gone. She continued sobbing, then she stopped, it was unmistakable. Rin’s body was smothered in the scent of the man that killed their parents, but why would that murderer have come back? Was he trying to finish off something that he started, if so why didn’t he kill me? Looking at her knife she noticed it had blood on it, apparently she did manage in taking a

Later Helen meets a boy named collie. He lives in the same apartment building as Helen. Julie meets a man named Bud. Ray and Julie go to the Greggs house to investigate. They met David’s sister Megan. She then tells Julie about how the wreck affected her family’s life. They found out that they didn’t just kill a boy, they destroyed a whole family. On the way out of the house Ray notices something about the house, that someone much taller than Megan was painting the house. After this they study the evidence. Later Helen walks into her apartment room, and hears a voice behind her. She is startled to see Collie sitting in a chair in the corner. He then proceeded to tell Helen how he knew. Helen tried to lock her self in the bathroom. While in there she tried to look for a way out. Collie tried to take the hinges off the door to get in. Helen Jumped out of the bathroom window, and fell and became unconscious. Meanwhile Julie is waiting for Bud to go to the movies. Her mother insists that she does not go, and Julie agrees. Bud came to the door, and convinced Julie to walk with him to his car. Bud then squeezed Julie’s hand, so she can’t get away. He told her how he found out, and that he was angered by the fact that she sent yellow roses. He said it was like sunshine, but there was none. He then put his hands around her throat and started strangling her. Ray came up and hit Bud on the head with a flash light. He found out from the paint on Bud’s hand from the Gregg’s house. The reason he didn’t kill Ray was because he said that losing Julie would be the worst punishment for

He turned his head towards the house and saw the outline of a figure lying across the floor. The body laid on a pool of blood and he immediately felt nauseous. He started crying too because he had no idea what was going on. “Davina I swear I didn’t do this. I don’t know what’s happening, but this wasn’t me. You have to believe me” he pleaded. “Of course I believe you. It’s not your fault, but no one is going to believe that. They know everything about you” she said. “BUT IT WASN’T ME” he screamed as he tried to make sense of all this. “I’m not supposed to tell you this, but this has gone too far. Jevvon you are two different people. Most times you are this sweet innocent boy that I fell in love with, but then you change into this psychopath who murders people. So we got you medication to erase your memories. That helped a little because you didn’t know who you were, but it still keeps happening and you get these crazy hallucinations”. He froze as everything fell into

His hand was covered in blood, as he put it under his wife’s head. On the other hand was a phone, already dialed to call the hospital. In the back, the sound of a woman screaming; crying in pain. Brandon is calm, taking deep breaths in and out. He never thought it would happen like this because he had thought of this day over and over again making the new one more perfect from the last. He recites what he will eventually say to the nurse, “My wife is bleeding out, and the murderer is in my house get two ambulances here right away” Brandon told the people at the hospital where he lives, and there were two ambulances on their way to the house. Brandon looked over at the murderer, sitting on the cold hardwood floor looking braindead with blood

There's been a murder, and I know who did it. Mr. Boddy invited Miss Scarlet, Prof. Plum, Mrs. Peacock, Mr. Green, Col. Mustard, and, well, not me because I was already there. I am Mr. Boddy's maid, Miss White. It all started in Mr. Boddy's mansion. Mr. Boddy was having a dinner party and didn’t know that he invited a murderer. He didn’t know that he invited murderer's.

“ No one can know that I killed her, got it john?” Okay lizzy, I understand. But what if- what do you mean what if john, there’s no what if’s there has to be no evidence that I killed her, so drive over here and bring plastic wrap. Do you think that’ll be good enough? John stuttered and then replied back to lizzy with a yes. While john is driving over to get lizzy and the dead girl, he sees a cop out of the corner of his eye, and starts to panic. Everything changed that night, the world and his friends aren’t what they use to be anymore, the girl he thought he knew, had some issues he or no one never knew.

“My parents…” he trailed off, “they’ve been murdered.” He stared at the floor wide eyed, sweat rolling down his forehead. “The killer must have cut my phone lines because my phones won’t work.” A thought provoked my mind, and I could tell it had also entered Ally’s and Jeremy's as well. I spoke up. “I know what you’re thinking Jeremy. And you know what I’m talking about.” Ally stood back and stared at the floor, either realizing the awkward situation playing out before her, or too shocked by everything that had just happened to even notice. Jeremy's older brother, Eric Braxton, had just been released from prison for assault. None of us had seen him all evening. He was a scary guy, and if anyone in this neighborhood was going to go on a murdering spree, it would be him.

I shot up, sending the covers flying over the end of the bed, and planted both of my feet firmly on the cold floor. “I don’t need you constantly trying to live my life for me. If you cared, you’d let me go. You wouldn’t still be following my mom’s rules.” Taking a shaky breath, I continued, “She’s dead and I couldn’t care less.” The clocks continuous ticking filled the quiet void. It never took this long for a response. He was a bomb waiting to explode. It would be ironic if that’s how he died. I could see beads of sweat dripping down his neck as he bowed and receded without saying a word. A sure sign he was hiding something. You all must be wondering; why would he bow to a nobody like me? Well, that’s where you’re wrong. I am a nobody, but not in this house. I own every single thing and person that resides here. They’re mine. But. To my mom, I was nothing. Just a leech sucking money from her paycheck and food from her fridge. Even after she unexpectedly died, they still follow her commands. Her dead commands. As the door closed, I breathed a sigh of relief and headed toward the bathroom.