"In college a guy down the hall was pretty cool - we hung out, partied, he'd play N64 with my roommates and me. He had a roommate that was a couple years older and not around much. Then one afternoon I came back to my room and there were cops and reporters all around. A friend shows me the newspaper and the guy down the hall's roommate is on the front page, murdered, police asking for someone to ID him. Next day, find out the guy down the hall had killed his roommate. Nasty business, back of the head, point blank range, small caliber, deserted area, body left without ID - obviously pre-planned with some care and forethought. Guy admits to it later. Never tells why, no known motive, never explains. Weird thing is, I hung out with him after the fact before he got caught. Seemed distracted, but actually apologized to me later for being out of it, without explaining why. The whole thing messed with my head for a bit."
"A guy who I was friends with in high school lost his mind and jumped out a window from quite a tall building. He was injured pretty severely and was never quite the same after. He had some bad emotional issues along with lasting physical ailments and could not live on his own.
Some years later he seemed like he was doing much better. Stable job, went to the gym a lot. He still had to live with his parents and was still a bit odd, but seemed happy regardless. He made a post on his Facebook about finding a better job and seemed quite positive.
Then, a few days later, I wake up to the news that he murdered his parents and then himself."
"In my freshman year at high school, I made friends with a bunch of the upper-class guys. We played D&D and had a lot of fun being nerdy highschool guys. One guy Eric and I became good friends and managed to get a few classes together. We spent most of that year hanging out. As in many friendships, people sometimes have to move on so I wished him luck in college and told him to write if he had time (this was in the time before most people had home computers). 9 months later I'm reading in my room when I hear my mother yell my name. She doesn't usually yell so I run down stairs to see my friend Eric's face on the news. He's been arrested for murder and it's bad. He killed an 8-year-old girl to 'find out what it was like.' I couldn't believe that this was the same friendly, polite, intelligent guy my mom had hugged and fed at our home. He never seemed off or weird to anyone, it was a shock to everyone."
"I knew a guy in high school who ended up killing his father (who was in a wheelchair), a cable technician and another person that was at his house.
When I knew him, he was one of the most popular guys in school. He was a stud baseball player, always had pretty girlfriends, and hung out with a lot of the popular crowd.
When he graduated high school he signed with the minors and got a pretty big signing bonus, around 850K. That money ruined him. He bought a big house in town, and all his friends from high school lived there rent free and basically trashed the place. He was a year ahead of me, so while I was a senior we would go to parties there every weekend and it was the definition of a trap house. Drugs and alcohol were in endless supply, with no parental supervision or police intervention (the house was up in the hills, his nearest neighbor was probably a quarter mile away).
I lost touch with him after I graduated high school, but apparently he dived pretty deep into drug addiction and lost everything. He moved back in with his parents with a pretty serious meth addiction and I didn't really hear anything about him for a few years.
I saw his name pop up on the news one day saying that he had killed three people at his parents home with a baseball bat. He lead the police on a manhunt for awhile before they caught him. If I remember correctly he broke into a few houses while he was on the run as well. Last I heard he's mentally unfit to stand trial and was diagnosed with Psychosis and Borderline Personality Disorder."
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"My friend who we will call Thomas killed his two brothers at 13. I knew him from a very young age and he was always skittish but kind. One night he gets up and smothers one brother then stabs the other with a kitchen knife like 20 something times, then he just went back to bed covered in blood. He got out of the prison system at 22 and he still seems the exact same as he was before, which worries me. I had a beer with him yesterday. I haven't ever even brought it up, back then though the general consensus was that he had just snapped."
"I knew the girl from the documentary that got real popular called 'Mommy Dead and Dearest.'
Her name is Gypsy and she and her boyfriend killed her mother. Her mother had some extreme Munchausen's by proxy, where she made up a ton of illnesses Gypsy had. As a result, Gypsy was in a wheelchair, had a feeding tube, and was on a ton of medications. She didn't actually need any of those things, but Gypsy had no idea. He mom had manipulated her.
Anyway, I knew Gypsy when she was about 14. She seemed much, much younger. I met her through a feeding tube support group, and we'd spoken in person a few times at the organization's yearly conference. I remember she didn't talk much, her mom did the talking for her. She always had short hair, huge glasses and always had blankets and stuff in her lap as she sat in her wheelchair. She was quite sweet, with a very high-pitched voice that was very innocent and childlike.
I kept in touch with her on Facebook a bit as well, but not too often. She was a bit odd. And her and her mom's relationship seemed very strange even from my perspective. You never saw one without the other, which wasn't TOO terribly uncommon within the support organization when it came to kids and their parents.
I remember her mom once asked me, 'How did you get off all therapies?' Because at one point I was no longer needing tube feeds and I explained how I'd done it and I remember her looking at Gypsy super sad and saying 'I just don't think that's possible for her...'
When I found out what had happened it was truly shocking. Gypsy's mom had passed her off as 'mentally challenged' quite easily, and I honestly was under the impression that Gypsy was a bit slow, which was what everyone else thought too. And then to see those interviews with Gypsy where she seemed so certain, so well-spoken, and so cold and calculating, it was just bizarre, that was not the girl I knew at all.
Seems messed up but I understand to an extent where she's coming from. The treatment for the illnesses her mother convinced everyone she had are hell on their own, and Gypsy wasn't completely aware that her mother was using her and abusing her the way she was. I guess she eventually started figuring things out and got fed up.
Boyfriend has life in prison because he was the one who committed the murder. According to testimony, Gypsy was in the other room while the bf killed her mom. But since Gypsy planned and put it into action, she got 10 years in prison."
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"Was friends with a guy in grade 9/10, he'd always pick me up to hug me when I saw him. We weren't super close but enough that we talked about once a week. We flirted on and off and I had a bit of a crush on him. One morning I woke up and checked Facebook and all of my friends are freaking out.
'I can't believe you would do something like this'
You sick man' etc.
Turns out the night before he went on a coke binge, broke into a house, killed the 30-year-old woman there, raped her body and molested the 2-year-old.
He was charged as an adult and I believe he will be up for parole next year.
Never imagined he could have done that."
"I was best friends with this kid when I was younger, like elementary and middle school. He was always acting out a little, but nothing too serious. Lived with his grandparents, never had any idea where his mom or dad was (he never really talked about them), and his grandparents were really strict. We got in trouble quite often, but really just petty stuff. Worst was picking up a purse that someone had left in the middle of the street (left on roof of car and fell off) and taking the money out of it. Then in like 8th/9th grade he just up and disappeared, and I found out he went to live with his mom in Chicago.
Comes back a year or two later, and is a completely different person. Talks about being in a gang in Chicago (no idea if it was true or not). He starts going way off the deep end, robbing houses, stealing, assault, generally not giving a crap. In and out of juvie for a while.
After high school, he ends up getting out, see him around and talks about how he is turning his life around. Ended up robbing my roommate's family's place with another friend of ours, gets busted and goes to big boy jail for a while. After a few years, he gets out, and this time there is no illusion that he is up to no good. He's got the complete jailhouse makeover, teardrop tattoos around the eye included, and is essentially dealing drugs and robbing houses again. I talk to him and we hang out a little bit, he tries to make amends for the robbery, but we both (roommate and I) keep our distance because we really don't want to mess with this guy and we don't want him angry with us. Funny thing was, I still got the impression that this dude would have laid down in traffic for me if I needed him to.
Not too long after, I find out that he killed someone and burned the body in a drug deal gone bad (allegedly). Wasn't a huge surprise at that point, and wasn't a surprise that the victim was someone from the same neighborhood we grew up in. He just did not give a crap about many other people, and his selfish motivations would overrule his compassionate side in every critical situation. I really wished he could have turned it around, but there was just no saving this guy, and I am really glad he is off the streets and out of my life."
"I used to know a beautiful and sweet young lady. She lived across from my work, and I got to know her family pretty well. I eventually started dating her father. He and I never married, but that girl became like a stepdaughter to me. When she got older, she started dating a boy she went to school with and got pregnant at a young age. They all three came to live with me and her dad. At first, everything seemed great! I loved having them at home, especially the baby. The boy and I got along fine and my kids really liked him. But he also came from a long line of domestic abuse, and that kind of thing tends to be passed down to the kids.
It wasn't long before he started getting mad at the girl over nothing, like he would be angry that his girl was wearing shorts that he felt were too short. It was August, very hot and humid in Kentucky, and the only people around were family. I looked at him and asked if he was serious. Like, it's me, her dad and brother here, no one is checking her out, and even if they were, who cares? I have been in a relationship like that and did not entertain that kind of crap. I had a talk with her dad that I was concerned he was too controlling. He brushed it off. I talked to the girl until I was blue in the face that his behavior was going to keep escalating until she put a stop to it. I knew from experience that this was how it starts. She brushed it off. Then, he hit her and she finally broke it off.
The girl moved to another city with family and started over. I kept in touch with her online, and she was doing so well. She had a job, had just found an apartment, things were going her way. Then, she came up to visit. The boy was working as a mechanic by this time and he offered to do a repair on her car. She violated the Emergency Protection Order and went to see him.
A few hours after she got to town, he ran over her in his truck. He said she fell out and it was an accident, but his explanation does not make sense with the way it happened. I think there were a few of us who saw this coming, but most people were blindsided. Domestic violence is a terrible thing. Now that baby doesn't have a mom or a dad. He took away a beautiful, sweet girl who just wanted to give her daughter a good life; I hope he rots."
"I knew Omar Mateen, the shooter in the Pulse Club. He was very aggressive and would get into fights with my friends a lot of the times. He bullied someone I knew and that kid's older brother whooped him. We just thought he was a jerk. We would all hang on the basketball court.
He was always interested in becoming a police officer and he became a guard or something of that sort. Someone really close to me went to his house a few times and had dinner with his family multiple times. He said the family was pretty conservative in a way but they seemed normal.
I lived in central Florida when the shooting happened and it was surreal. Right now nobody in my family believes he could have laid waste to so many on his own because someone else close to me is a doctor at Orange County and said there were so many bullets in so many victims that it looked like a gang shooting."
"I knew this guy back in Pakistan. He was in my school but at some point his family took political asylum and moved to the U.K. They were feudal people with copious amounts of money and resources.
Around 2005, the conditions were laxed and while his father still could not come back to Pakistan, he himself could. He came back for a month and in that time, we had a reunion and it was lots of fun. Just hanging out everyday and all that good stuff. Great guy all around but very short tempered. One night some guy rubbed him the wrong way because the guy complained about my friend revving his heavy bike and making lots of noise in the parking lot. My friend pulled out his pistol after a heated exchange and shot the poor guy dead.
Karma wasn't too happy and only a week later my friend was riding his bike late at night when he t-boned a van which sent him and his bike up in the air only to have his bike land on him. I wasn't there to witness this. I just heard accounts of the eye witnesses. He was taken to the hospital but he succumbed to his injuries hours later and was pronounced dead 2 days before he was supposed to go back to the U.K.
All in all, I was happy that justice was served in this way because no cop would touch him. Had he lived, he wouldn't have been prosecuted for his crime. Such is the way the rich live in some countries. This is when he is at odds with the ruling party. Imagine the chaos when he is in the ruling party."
"I grew up with a guy that is now serving life for first-degree murder. It honestly wasn't a shock at all. The word bully comes to mind, but that isn't it. I never really saw him bully anyone, but he gave this aura that made it clear he could snap at any moment, and you didn't want to make him angry. He's the type that you could see stabbing someone in a playground fight.
Him and a group of people ran some guy off the road that was riding his bike late at night. They beat him, left the scene, came back and beat him some more, left the scene again, then came back and beat him some more. Nope, wasn't a shock at all.
To add to the story, him and two other guys in the prison he's in tried to escape a few years ago. They attacked a guy in a delivery truck and tried to steal his truck. One of the guys got shot by the guards, but he did not."
"Someone I knew online for a good few years had already killed someone when I had met him, he had killed his father in self-defense.
He was a weird guy, I was 14 years old and him 28 and he was absolutely obsessed with me. I eventually found a boyfriend and had to tell him to back off. I had eventually added him back when he had another girlfriend. Well, girlfriend dumped him and found a new guy very quickly. The guy didn't handle it well and planned to kill them both. However, he was only able to stab the guy in the head. I'm not sure if the guy died, but I knew what was happening. I called the cops before to stop it. The guy had posted on Facebook about how 'if they wouldn't date she couldn't live.'
I still feel guilt over it to be honest."
"I used to work at the pet store when I was 18. A widowed regular (man in his 50s) used to come in all the time and had a good relationship with our staff. He liked me a lot, and flirted with me. He even added me on FB. I added him back thinking he was harmless. He would ask to hangout with me a lot, but I always declined. You could tell something was off with him, he just really liked to flirt with women and manipulate them when he spoke with them.
He ended up shooting his ex-girlfriend point blank as she left her job, killing her, and then turning the gun on himself in a murder-suicide one day. Left behind a daughter with no mother."
"My teammate's (high school basketball) dad killed his mom and himself. He concluded that she had cheated on him, so in his kitchen, in front of my teammate and his little sister, he pulled the trigger on his mom. Then, he led police on a chase downtown and killed himself on the street. We were seniors at this time, and we all knew his father very well. He had coached our AAU team a couple of times and was very active with the team. He didn't seem like a person that would do something like that. It's been well over a decade now. The son was always a good brother, teammate, and a good dude. He stepped up as the leader of his family and just...carried on I guess. I still see him time to time at the gym still playing hoops, he was always a gym rat. I just can't imagine what he went through behind closed doors."
"My dad and his best friend both had young families around the same time and we were all of similar age. Our families would do things like go to Disneyland together and take other long weekend type trips. Their oldest son was a psychopath. Once we were all playing at their house, I don't remember exactly how but their oldest son forced me into a trunk in his parents bedroom and locked me in, while threatening my two older siblings not to let me out. I ended up trapped in there for several hours, it was absolutely horrifying. When our parents returned my siblings were in such hysteria that when I was let out I was comforting them. They had to sit with the psychopath! At least I was safe in the trunk. Anyway, we were all always really put off by him and that particular event cemented our distaste and fear. My parents stopped contact after that and we didn't see them again (there were other instances with him but this one was the most traumatizing for us three together). Fast forward a few years and he was on the news, wanted for first degree murder. It was sad and shocking but unfortunately not very surprising."
"Classmate in college. She exhibited signs of mental instability throughout the semester, but never any violent tendencies. Random outbursts in class, delusions of superiority, antisocial behavior, etc. We got assigned to do a final presentation together, and I called her the night before it was due to meet up and finalize. She sounded frantic on the phone and told me she couldn't meet me because she had to 'take care of something urgent.' Saw on the news the next day that she had been arrested for stabbing someone to death with a kitchen knife."
"Went to college in the early 1980s with a guy who was always going on about his sexual exploits with women. Like who he had done it in a hot tub with, whose virginity he took under what circumstances, etc. Really over the top with it. About 10 years after graduation I found out he finally admitted to himself he was gay, had a one night stand with a guy, then promptly killed him. I think he's in prison for life now."
"There was a girl I knew in high school, we hung out most days and every few days I ended up seeing her whole family. She had a younger brother who was kind of shy and would pop around every now and then. A few years after high school he became really good friends with a lot of my friends through college and so I'd still run into him from time to time. Sometime during college he got into a fight with his girlfriend and ended up killing her. It hit the news a few times that he was on the run and I always said there was no way that was the same guy I knew. A few days later he shot himself in his truck while on his way back to town to see his parents. That's when I knew for sure it was the same guy."
"I used to work at Krispy Kreme and had a pretty cool shift leader that would give me rides home. A couple of times, we went to his house and hung out, and he would tell me about his past life selling drugs. I knew that he was kind of sketchy, but he always seemed to be a nice guy to me. He ended up getting fired for sexual harassment, and I never saw him again after that. About a month later I read in the news that he had killed a local football coach and dumped the body off of a bridge into the Tennessee River. I never once felt threatened around him, but it's crazy to think that he knew where I lived."
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