fact or fiction
Is it fact or merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores the myths and beliefs we hold about copycat killers, eyewitnesses testimony, what makes a murderer and more.
Dear Mr. Police Officer
Dear Mr. Police Officer, You probably do not remember me. In fact, you probably forgot my face the moment I walked out your office door. That’s okay, I don’t need you to know who I am, but I will never forget you. Your scrawny frame, the same mustache typically seen in cartoons, the look on your face when you were finished listening to my story. I did not want to go to the station, but the guy I went to tell you about had started spreading rumors about me. He told people I wanted what he did, that I enjoyed it. I could have lived my whole life without talking to you and I might as well have. But he took things too far and now your face lives in the darkest parts of my brain. Right next to his. I walked into the station and a lady told me to write down everything about what had happened. I tried so hard, but my mind was still fighting to deny the things that had happened to me. So, I wrote down the easy parts, the parts I told my mom when I finally couldn't stand her frustration at my decision to ignore his "kind gestures" any longer. I cried while I watched those words fall from my pen and a female police officer looked at me like she knew. If only I could have spoken to her instead of you. When I walked into your office did you see me? I mean really see me, or was it like I wasn’t there at all? As I sat there and tried to tell you about something I had been trying so hard to forget could you see the words that refused to come out of my mouth? When you looked at me and told me that you didn’t believe me did you see the hope die out? I have had so many struggles in my life and what that boy did to me was among the lesser. When I first walked in, I thought that was my chance. My chance for someone to see me, for someone to take away at least some of the pain that weighed so heavily on my sixteen-year-old shoulders. Even just that small amount would have been enough to make my life feel worth something. To make me believe that my pain and the healing that comes after, could be a priority. Did you know that because of what you said I would have to spend the rest of my life carrying that burden silently? I am only twenty-three now, but oh what a burdened twenty-three that is. My mother hardly said anything when I told her what you said. What was there for her to say anyways? What happened to me happens to so many. She put me in counseling but somehow that ended up being for her instead. I wonder how different that would have been if I had been able to speak. No matter how hard I have tried to make the words come out it is like I am trapped in my silence. And no one can let me out. To be honest I think about you more often than I think about him now. People do terrible things all the time and I have seen more than my fair share. But you… You were my hope when I had spent my life being silenced and all you did was dismiss the violence. Maybe I could be someone better today, more bubbly and less broken. Like the people I so admire. If you had not shattered my hope perhaps I could have been that same hope for others. Instead I ended up more beat down and broken because I spent so much of my life trying desperately to prove to myself that I was worth being loved and listened to… maybe even understood. Mr. Police Officer, I do not want you to feel bad about yourself. If you are still working just please do better for somebody else.
By Sara Splendore 5 years ago in Criminal
Cocaine Drug Effects
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By Charlotte lollar5 years ago in Criminal
United States of America
It has been an open Pandora's box for gross staff abuse of prisoner's rights. Prison employees file false disciplinary charges against inmates in retaliation for inmates writing complaints. The legal argument is aimed at improper prison conditions of an over 100 year old prison and their racist authority toward African Americans. I decided to do a little more about my situation than the average prisoner in my situation. First of all, take a look at the commissary, commissary staff made jokes with several inmate workers. Saying things like, "How much do you think we could sell the pre-cooked chicken for?" Dollar amount was speculated among staff and inmates, like a business deal in hope of high profit. Don't hesitate to seek an audit of funds and prices on the commissary for embezzlement of money.
By Organic Products 5 years ago in Criminal
My Friend, Mentor, and Business Partner Is a Convicted Criminal
It has been two years since my last story, which means I have, once again, broken my promise to keep my writing consistent on all platforms. I do not want to imply that I have stopped writing altogether, only that my hand has been occupied with a project that demanded focus. Since my last post here, I have published a book and come very close to a second volume about an event of great significance in my life - even if I lacked awareness of that significance until recently.
By Peyton J. Dracco5 years ago in Criminal
What to look for in a car accident lawyer
The California automobile accident attorneys have quite forty years of expertise representing injured victims in these varieties of accidents. If you or a loved one was injured by a negligent driver, they are able to assist you get the compensation you be.
By Sohail Ahmad Khan5 years ago in Criminal
Common Car Insurance Scams
We’ve all heard about traffic scammers. They prey on unknowing individuals on surface streets, freeways and in traffic. Their goal is to extort funds from unlucky individuals that happen to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. But how do these scammers execute this fraudulent dangerous behavior, and how can a person that's been involved (albeit unknowingly) know the telltale signs of this scam?
By Adam Heath5 years ago in Criminal
The worst day ever
The morning was cloudy at the high school and all the students were in class working away in their first period classes. Then the bell rings and it was time to go to second period but when the students try to leave their classrooms one student got shot by a crazy man with a gun. Everyone is scared. They don't know what to do now so They all locked their classrooms and hiding in a corner of the room. The cops have been called but the can't do anything yet because the man has a hostage with him. The hostage is a young girl named Chrissy and which is me and I am young famous Writer. I have three best sellers and two golden globes and I'm only 16 years old. "Please sir let me go. I have done anything to you so please let me go." I said scared. "You are the famous young writer Chrissy Carr right. Then if I keep you as a hostage then I will get what I want." Said the man with the gun. "But why are you doing this for." Said Chrissy. "Because I can. Now shut up." Said the man. But he didn't know the I had my phone in my pocket and that I called someone and they have bin listening to us. "This is not right let me out. I need to finish my next book by the end of the week. That is why I'm in the library on a laptop working. Untie me." While I was talking I made the call go to my Bluetooth. I Whisper so the man can't here me. "I'm in the library. He has me tied to a chair and he is watching the main doors to come in. There is a side door that you may be able to come through. But please be careful. I don't want you to get hurt for me. Will you have the cops with you?" I said. "Ok, thank you for the info, I will be careful, and yes they will be with me. Are you ok? Has he hurt you?" Whispered the unknown man on the phone. "Your welcome, ok, good. And no I'm not, when he grabbed me he knocked me, he has hit me and I'm so scared because I don't know what he will do next. Please hurry and save me please." I whisper. "Ok we are on our way please calm down everything is ok, beautiful. I'm coming to get you." Whispered the unknown man on the phone. "Thank you so much. Ok I will try to calm down. Good." I whispered. The unknown man is outside with the cops trying to think of a way to save me. Now that he knows that I am in the library and a way to get into the library. So they can go and save me. The cops made a plan on how they are going to save me.
By Christina Carr5 years ago in Criminal
