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.
The wisdom to know the difference
Sealing the door closed on California’s least glamorous sauna for the third day in a row, Franks instructions ran through her head as they had done on repeat since he had left her there. She muttered the words under her breath.
By Nathalie Limon5 years ago in Criminal
The Darkness Contained in The Cecil Hotel
Many people may not have heard of the Cecil Hotel, before the recent Netflix documentary. The dark malevolence that comes from the place seems to seep from every corridor. Elisa Lam is the most infamous death there, but it certainly isn't the only one.
By Sam H Arnold5 years ago in Criminal
Average Joe Turn Drug Dealer
‘’OMG it’s $20,000!!!’’ he screamed in disbelief. ‘’Quickly hide this before mum comes! you know her she will over-react like always!!! and you better keep your mouth shut missy she does not need to know this’’ he said to Susan giving her a shoe box with quite a lot of $100 bills he had gotten out of his jacket pocket earlier and had been counting.
By Usama Javed5 years ago in Criminal
Blood Money
The little black notebook should have gone straight to the police. I knew that, but for some reason I decided to keep it. That was my first mistake. It had arrived on my doorstep late at night when everyone was supposed to be asleep. If I recalled correctly it was around two at night. The dogs in the neighborhood had started barking right before I heard the loud crash in the kitchen. I had grabbed a heavy dictionary and heaved it up ready to attack the intruder. But when I cam into the kitchen there was no sign of any breakage or an intruder. The only thing was a small black notebook sitting on my counter nonchantly. I lowered the dictioary but kept it close just in case the intruder was planning to attack me from behind. My thumbs flipped through the notebook until it came to a page that seemed to have been opened many times before. The page had in big red pen three words. I read them. That was my second mistake.
By Summer Ryan5 years ago in Criminal
Next
In a world peppered with negativity, some pretty amazing events have occurred in our lives since the last time I wrote. Our little girl has turned four months old, and she is all smiles and squeals, quite unlike the colicky first seven weeks we survived. I’m pretty sure she said, “Da-Da,” but it may have just been gas. She eats, sleeps, pees, and poops a lot, and she is growing at what seems to be an exponential rate. People say over and over that you should enjoy these moments, and we are. We love all of the time we get to spend with the girls, and we are growing ever closer together. What a beautiful life.
By Vincent Maertz5 years ago in Criminal
Kitty and the Colorado Cult.
While recuperating from a nasty automobile accident back in the mid-nineties I came across a physical manipulation therapy called Rolfing. My massage therapist at the time suggested I might try it so she gave me the number a colleague had forwarded to her of a couple who practiced Rolfing and were looking for clients. Now Rolfing has been called quackery by some and I will not vouch for it personally, but the woman and her partner who administered it were quite fascinating people, perhaps a bit too fascinating upon reflection.
By Grimm Culhane5 years ago in Criminal
The Hidden Trunk
The big red For Sale sign caught my eye as I drove past the unkempt property on Daisy Avenue. The old red brick farm house looked as though it begged for new life. I imagined the stories it had written within its walls, begging to be told. I made a mental note to call the realtor on lunch as I took the next right. The idea of a fixer upper appealed to me. This just might be the kind of therapy my own soul needed and searched for. Perhaps it was fate that led me down this wrong-turn journey on that bright and sunny day in June.
By Laura Lockridge5 years ago in Criminal
