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Joshua Phillips was 14 years old in 1998 when his 8-year-old neighbor went missing. After seven days, his mother started to notice an unpleasant odor emanating from underneath his bed. What she found wasn’t anything she had ever expected to see in her life, because it was the missing girl, dead, bloody, leaking fluids, and beaten to a pulp. When she questioned her son, he said that he had accidentally hit the girl in the eye with a baseball; she had begun to scream and he panicked, hitting her with the bat. His story was more than a bit incomplete, since he failed to explain why he had to bludgeon the girl to death, or stab her 11 times, or hide her body under his bed afterward. A Florida jury didn’t believe him, either, and he was convicted of first-degree murder.

Willie Bosket


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When it comes to crime at a young age, Willie Bosket was something of a natural wonder. By the time he had turned 15 in 1978, Bosket had committed over 2,000 crimes in New York — and his rap sheet included several instances of stabbing people. He never knew his father, but he knew the man was a convicted murderer, and he revered him for his “manly” crime. Laws at the time regarded minors as nearly inculpable of their crimes, and Bosket knew that even by stabbing or shooting people, as he had taken to doing in the subways once he turned 16, would still only get him time in jail until his 21st birthday. Ironically, it was that very reasoning that caused a reversal of the old ways of thinking, and the “Willie Bosket Law” was passed in New York. Under the new law, children as young as 13 could and would be charged and tried as adults for excessively violent behavior.

Jesse Pomeroy


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This one’s old-school. In the world of psychotic, murderous children, perhaps none have been as deranged as Jesse Pomeroy — and few are recorded any earlier in history. Pomeroy was 14 years old in 1874 when he was arrested for the cold-blooded and brutal murder of a 4-year-old boy. That wasn’t his first act of violence, though; Pomeroy had spent the last three years of his life tormenting other children. His first arrest was for the sexual torture and molestation of seven other boys when he himself was only 11. After that, he murdered an 10-year-old girl and then mutilated her body, just because she was unlucky enough to have entered his mother’s store while he was there. The 4-year-old boy he had killed, Horace Mullen, had been found in a swamp outside of town with his neck so badly slashed that he was nearly decapitated. Officials questioned Pomeroy about the death, since he was already known for being violent, and he responded with a simple “I suppose I did.” It wasn’t long afterward that they found the body of the girl beneath his mother’s store, as well. Citizens didn’t like the idea of hanging such a young boy, so he was sentenced to 40 years of solitary confinement.


I'm glad to report that even now, at this late day, a blank sheet of  Paper holds the greatest excitement there is for me ____ more promising  Than a silver cloud, prettier than a red wagon. It holds all the hope  There is, all fears. I can remember, really quite distinctly, looking a  Sheet of paper square in the eyes when I was seven or eight years old  And thinking ''This is where I belong, this is it. Having dirtied up  Probably a quarter of a million of them and sent them down drains and  Through presses, I am exhausted but not done, faithful in my fashion,  And fearful only that I will die before one comes out right ____ as though I  Had deflowered a quarter of a million virgins and was still expecting the  Perfect child. What is this terrible infatuation, anyway? Some mild  Nervous disorder, probably, that compels a man to leave fiery tail in  His wake, like a ten-cent comet, or smell up a pissing post so that the  Next dog will know who's been along. I have moments when I wish that  I could either take a sheet of paper or leave it alone, and sometimes, in  Despair and vengeance, I just fold them into airplanes and sail them out  Of high windows, hoping to get rid of them that way, only to have an  Updraft (or a change of temper) bring them back in again. As for your  Gift of so many sheets of white bond, with poetic content, I accept them in  The spirit with which they were sent and shall write you a book. It will  Be the Greatest Comment that has Ever Been Written. They all are, in the  Early wonderful stage before the first word gets slid into place. 

Sad Images Boy And Girl In Love Alone Wallpaper Alone Crying Face And Girl In Rain Images Pic

Sad Images Boy And Girl In Love Alone Wallpaper Alone Crying Face And Girl In Rain Images Pic

Sad Images Boy And Girl In Love Alone Wallpaper Alone Crying Face And Girl In Rain Images Pic

Sad Images Boy And Girl In Love Alone Wallpaper Alone Crying Face And Girl In Rain Images Pic

Sad Images Boy And Girl In Love Alone Wallpaper Alone Crying Face And Girl In Rain Images Pic

Sad Images Boy And Girl In Love Alone Wallpaper Alone Crying Face And Girl In Rain Images Pic

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