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Just a blog to combine all the interesting cases and stories i have read. Unexplained, true crime, unsolved etc.

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Agnes Richter was a seamstress that was taken against her will to a mental institute in Germany, where she remained during the late 1800s and early 1900s. While there, she disassembled the uniform she was given and reconstructed it into a jacket. She stitched every single surface, including the inside, with text. The text is difficult to decode but it is believed to be autobiographical.

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It was the 31st of December, 2003, when the body a young baby was discovered in plastic bag in a burn barrel in a wooded area behind Sycamore Amish School in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania. She weighed just 6 pounds and had brown hair and blue eyes. Her umbilical cord was still attached to her stomach. Her throat had been slit ear to ear, seemingly almost as soon as she took her first breath of fresh air. She became known as Baby Allison.

An investigation as to who the mother could have been was underway when an employee from Turkey Hill Mini-Market called police and told them they found blood in the restroom shortly after the discovery. It was located about 4 miles from where Baby Allison was discovered. Police started to contact customers who had made credit card purchases that day to question whether they had seen anything out of the ordinary but it was unfruitful.

It was determined that she wasn’t a baby born from incest. Police theorised that the mother was most likely a young woman. Police started to search for women who had recently been pregnant but it led them nowhere. Over the forthcoming years, they only received about 20 leads in the case, all of which were investigated scrupulously. Despite an exhaustive search, the mother could never be found.

She was denied dignity in life but the community wouldn’t let Baby Allison be denied dignity in death. A local man called Lester Cramer purchased a grave site for her at the Conestoga Memorial Park.

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Two scoliotic spines on either side of a straight, healthy human spine. 

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Bone cancer

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On 21 February, 1993, the community of Greenough, Australia, awoke to the news that there had been a brutal mass murder which became known as the Greenough Family Massacre. 31-year-old Karen MacKenzie and her three children, 16-year-old Danny, 7-year-old Amara and 5-year-old Katrina were brutally bludgeoned to death with an axe - Karen had also been raped. The perpetrator was William Patrick Mitchell, an old friend of Karen who she had recently turned down when he made advances toward her. He was sentenced to four consecutive terms of life imprisonment, with a non-parole period of 20 years. His parole was denied in 2013.

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The Clark Doll Test was created by Dr. Kenneth Clark and his wife, Marmie Clark. It focused on stereotypes and self perception in relation to race. Clark wanted to show that segregation in schools was misconstruing the mind of young African American children and causing them to internalise racism and view themselves as lesser. In the test, African American children ranging from 6-years-old to 9-years-old were shown two dolls - one was white and one was black. They were asked a number of questions such as:  Show me the doll that you like best or that you would like to play with. Show me the doll that is the ‘nice’ doll. Show me the doll that looks ‘bad.’ Give me the doll that looks like a white child. Give me the doll that looks like a coloured child. Give me the doll that looks like a Negro child. Give me the doll that looks like you. The test showed that the children preferred to play with with white doll as opposed to the black doll. The children were then asked to colour in a human figure with the colour of their own skin - the majority chose a lighter shade. As well as this, the children gave the white doll positive attributes such as “good” and “pretty” while describing the black doll as “bad” and “ugly”. 44% of the children said that the white doll looked like them as opposed to the black doll. This test indicated that African American children, even as young as just 6-years-old, suffered internalised racism due to segregation. The findings paved the way for an increase in psychological research into areas of self-esteem and self-concept.

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Note the tested kid is a mulatto. I have no idea why should he be expected to identify with a black doll.

Then note another thing:

The skull shape of the white doll and skull shape of the black doll.

From what I see the black doll has a completely different skull shape than the kid and the testing guy. Weird skull shape with bulging forehead like a cartoon villain and is overall sinister looking. I don’t know why any kid would like to identify with it.

What if the black doll would actually have similar skull shape and skin tone to the tested persons and you know, like actually wouldn’t be ugly?

I speculate that the kids picked white doll, not because of internalised racism, but because the white doll was more similar to themselves!

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None of the children in the experiment were mixed race and the dolls were exactly the same other than the skin colour and hair colour.

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My mother is the manager of the newly open American girl section in Toys R Us. She says most black children pick the blonde hair white American Girl. I ten told her about this case

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The Needham family were on holiday on the Greek island of Kos in 1991 when their 21-month-old son Ben disappeared.  Left in the care of his grandparents, the little boy had been playing outside of their farmhouse at the time of his disappearance, and after searching the area themselves, the family notified police. There have been hundreds of alleged sightings in the following years, including instances where he is believed to have been found.  In 1995 a private investigator discovered a blonde boy living with a family of gypsies, who claimed to have been abandoned and bought by them.  3 years later another boy was tested for DNA after a suspicious holidaymaker photographed a boy known as ‘the blonde one’ amongst his Greek friends.  Even as recently as this year, a man was DNA tested after a neighbour suggested he looked like the age progression photo of Ben as an adult.

It has been theorised that Ben might have accidentally been buried among rubble at a nearby dumping sight, although extensive searches of the area have produced no trace of him.  The Needhams believe that Ben is still alive, and police were granted an extra £700,000 funding to continue their investigation through to October of this year. Having now been missing for a quarter of a century, the disappearance of Ben Needham remains one of the most high profile missing person cases in the UK.  Sadly, it seems increasingly likely that the mystery of his disappearance may never be solved.

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In 2005 China Arnold was charged with killing her 3-week-old daughter in a microwave. The baby, Paris Talley, was burned to death after Arnold and her boyfriend had an argument over who her biological father was. She was charged with life imprisonment without parole.

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While this photo may look like a scene from a horror movie, it’s 100% real. Guests aboard the Carnival Ecstasy cruise ship were horrified to discover blood oozing from an elevator on 27 December, 2015. 66-year-old electrician, Sandoval Opazo, was working inside the elevator when he was tragically crushed to death. Traumatised onlookers said how they could hear and smell the blood as it seeped down the elevator.

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Rheumatoid Arthritis

The hand of a patient with severe rheumatoid arthritis, an autoimmune inflammatory disorder that effects the joints.

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Rwanda Massacre 1994: On April 6, 1994, a group of Hutus began slaughtering the Tutsis in the African country of Rwanda. The genocide left 800,000 dead. The world allowed the slaughter to occur without any intervention. This photo by Annie Leibovitz shows the bloody prints of children attempting to escape slaughter by climbing the walls.

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Salt

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The award for the shortest stint as an after hours security guard at the Aquarium of the Americas goes to this guy. Three days. That’s all I could handle before I promptly ‘noped’ the fuck out of there. You couldn’t pay me to go back. Not even as a visitor.

I’ve been working private security for about five years. That’s not that much in the grand scheme of things but it was enough experience to get the job at the aquarium. They were looking to hire a new guard as one of their older ones was retiring soon. I thought, how cool is this? A job where I get to wander about, checking the tanks and the fish cams all night. Just making sure local kids don’t sneak in or vandalize anything. And I get paid? Sign me up!

The interview was pretty normal and after a week they called me back. Job was mine after a week of training with the previous guard. Sounded pretty good. Decent pay. Not too much work. And I get a free pass, year round, to the Aquarium for myself and two guests for as long as I worked there. Everything was looking up.

The retiring guard was way older than I expected. I thought maybe fifty or sixty tops but he looked like he crawled out of a crypt after a couple hundred years, the whole time without a decent meal. Wrinkles and sagging jowls. Eyes with a bit of a cloud to them. And a cough that I swore was going to result in an organ slapping the cement floor every time he hacked. I’d be lying if I said at multiple points I wasn’t holding my phone, ready to dial 9-1-1. His name was Earl.

“Just follow this painted line. It’ll take you around the entire behind the curtain type areas,” he grumbled at me. “Stay on the line, do not divert.”

“Yes sir,” I responded with a nod.

“And stay off the shark catwalk,” he pointed at it as we walked by. “That’s for feeding them only. Not for people like you. Too much walking on it wears it out. Then some tourist will fall in the tank.”

“That’s actually happened?” I asked, eyes wide.

“Once a couple years ago. Sharks eat well here so nobody was hurt,” he dismissed and coughed for a full minute. “Don’t let tourists on it anymore. Just feeders.”

We passed through a couple of rooms full of tanks. Most had a bunch of writing on it that I didn’t really understand or was too tiny to read. He explained the gist of it though. Water tanks. Filters. Pipes that shot the water all over the facility, keeping it moving smoothly.

“It’s a closed system,” the old man told me. “Means we use city water, filter out the bad stuff, and add our own salts to it for the ocean fish. And we re filter it over and over again. It’s too complicated and not really that important for your job. Probably wouldn’t understand it anyway.”

“Right,” I answered, a little sarcastically at his implication that I was stupid.

We passed through another room full of little tanks with the tops on. Most of these had clipboards nearby on the wall with scheduled feeding times and notes. Sick tanks is what Earl called them. They put animals that were under quarantine in them until they got better. Then they put them back in the tanks. Earl also felt it necessary to remind me that this was also NOT my job.

I rolled my eyes as he said this, but only with his back turned. I don’t think the guy could handle an argument about my disrespect (and his lack of respect for me just because I was younger). He’d likely cough up a lung in the process.

As we were about to go into the next room I heard a loud splash from an obscenely large tank far off the yellow lined path. It caught my attention and my curiosity for more than a moment. I even attempted to step toward it to check it out.

“Leave it,” Earl warned. “None of your concern.”

“What is it? A shark?” I asked, my foot returning to the path but my eyes over towards the sound.

“If only it was so harmless,” Earl huffed. “Stay away from the sick tanks. Don’t wanna catch anything or worse; make the animals sicker than they are.”

“Right,” I nodded. I never thought about that and for a while I wondered what diseases or illnesses that animals could pass to humans or vice versa.

For the record, I do not count the week of training as days actually working there on my own. Earl was there constantly pushing me back into line if I showed even a modicum of curiosity in things outside my role as a guard. Stay on the line. Watch the screens. Keep your hands out of your pockets; it’s not professional.

And he got on me about really stupid things too.

No food on the premises. No talking on your cell phone during working hours. Ever. No listening to music inside or outside the security room. No singing either. Just focus on your job. Look out for suspicious peoples or the octopus trying to escape again. That last one is apparently a common occurrence every week or so. When I asked if I could pick it up and put it back in it’s tank Earl gave me a firm ‘no’ after nearly hacking up his spleen. Then he pointed at me and told me to do my assigned job for the eighth time that day.

I understand now why he was so adamant about all this crap.

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On 20 April, 1940, the naked body of a little baby boy was discovered discarded in Rockport Quarry. He was too decomposed for a cause of death to be determined but it was evident somebody threw him into the quarry, either before or after he died. He was approximately 5 months old but nobody ever claimed his body. He was buried in Seaview Cemetery, Maine.

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Israel Keyes was an American serial killer who enjoyed the thrill that accompanied a kill. He was known to study serial killers and their modus operandi so that he could devise his own methods. He committed a string of rapes and murders, beginning in the 1990′s until he was apprehended in 2012. He confessed to killing at least 8 people - he raped and killed mostly women but on at least one occasion, he killed a couple. He lived in numerous states over the years and authorities have tried to link him to multiple unsolved murder cases. He also confessed to committing bank robberies in New York and Texas. Keyes had hidden “murder kits” around various areas in the USA - the sole purpose to dispatch and dispose of victims if he ever felt the urge to kill nearby. His last known murder is that of 18-year-old Samantha Koenig, who was a barista which worked in Anchorage, Alaska. He kidnapped her and raped and strangled her to death. He then took her body and hid it in a shed for two weeks while he went on a cruise. After those two weeks, he returned to her body, taped open her eyes to make her appear to be alive and took a photograph of the girl with a newspaper to prove the date. He then wrote a ransom note demanding $30,000 from her family. He then dismembered her body and disposed of it in a frozen lake. The ransom note was paid and police were able to track Keyes down and apprehend him. During questioning, he was often asked “Why?” to which he always replied “Why not?” He was linked to at least 11 murders but it is believed that he killed many more. He lived in numerous states over the years and was somewhat transient and travelled frequently. Authorities have been attempting to link him to multiple unsolved murder cases. On 2 December, 2012, he committed suicide in his jail cell.

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Some fun (see: creepy) facts about Jim Jones

If Jones felt members of the People’s Temple had defied him or if he wanted sympathy from the group, he would often fake a heart attack, claim that his life was being threatened by outsiders and/or stage acts of violence against himself.

Had all members give up all of their possessions, sign over deeds to their house, their pay checks and social security checks.  In 1977, Jones was collecting well over $40,000 a month in Social Security checks and had over ten million dollars held in several different bank accounts.

Bragged about being extremely well endowed.

Was once arrested in a public bathroom for masturbating and showing his penis to an off duty police officer.

Cussed like a sailor—even during his sermons.

Told many of the male members of the People’s Temple that they were homosexual and then proceeded to “cure” them of their homosexuality by having sex with them.  Fucking the gay right out of them.

Also felt that many of the women needed some ~spiritual healing~ so he would have sexual relations with them as well, mostly to cure depression.

Would make his temple members sign papers stating that they sexually molested or beat their children so he could use it as blackmail against them, if ever necessary.

Forced one Temple couple (Tim & Grace Stoen) to sign paperwork saying that their child, John, was actually Jim’s son (he wasn’t).  Grace eventually left the Temple and Tim did shortly after.  Jones would never allow the parents to gain custody of their child and he would end up being one of the 900 members that lost his life in Jonestown.

Began telling Temple members he was God —they believed him.

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The Rake is a short horror film based on the urban legend creepy pasta by the same name.

WATCH IT HERE

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