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A Killer Party
Word got around that a massive party was going to held at a Tyler Hadley’s house. Almost nobody had heard of the teen, but that didn’t matter. The only thing everybody knew was that his parents would be out of town. Hadley wasn’t the type to throw parties, so when he kept telling his friends that he was throwing one, they didn’t believe him. After his parents became increasingly overbearing, all of his friends assumed the party was off. Though, midday on July 16, 2011, one of Hadley’s friends, Antonio Ramirez, received a Facebook message. Tyler Hadley: sup bra Antonio Ramirez: Chillen what you doin tonight? Tyler Hadley: tryin to have a party at my crib Antonio Ramirez: Your parents ain’t home? Tyler Hadley: nope Tyler Hadley: well their leasvin soon At 11:30 that night, the party started. Before too long, the house was filled with other teens. Though, weirdly, Hadley was sparse at his own party. Most of the time, when Hadley was seen, he was busy trying to keep everyone quiet. Even though his house was trashed, Hadley only seemed to care about excessive noise because he didn’t want the cops to show up. As it turned out, Hadley’s parents hadn’t left, they were murdered earlier in the evening by Hadley himself. Around dinner time, Hadley took his parents phones. He then took three pills of ecstasy and went to his parents room. While his mother, Mary-Jo, did work at her computer, he beat her to death with a hammer. Hearing Mary-Jo’s screams, his father rushed into the room. After staring at each other for several minutes in a sort of limbo, Hadley murdered his father as well. Hadley then spent hours cleaning up the blood before hosting his one-off party.
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