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These 21 People Knew Crazy Murderers Before They Killed

10.

Was in high school drama class with a big guy. I mean BIG. Pushing 450 lbs. He had a bible verse tattooed on his arm and was a big teddy bear. Well, we thought so. The old lady that he and some friends raped and killed during a robbery probably didn’t think so. Killed her right in front of her husband, too. My friend came to school the next day like nothing happened. I thought there was some terrible misunderstanding when the cops came to get him, but he confessed. I hugged him that morning, just like I did every morning. Gives me chills to this day because I would have trusted him above anyone else I knew at the time.

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I went to high school and swam with Chris Porco who murdered his father (and attempted to murder his mother) with an axe in their home. He was a few years older, and in college at time, but all of the seniors on our team pretty much immediately assumed that Chris did it the second we heard his parents were attacked at practice. We found out before it was announced on the news because a few swimmers drove down his rode to get to our morning practices before school, they were questioned if they saw anything unusual since they would have been passing by not long after the attack. They never implied or suggested that it was Chris or that he was a suspect, he was just the kind of kid where we immediately thought it was him the second we heard something like that happened. Chris was the kind of fucked up sociopath who always had to have his hazing reigned in by the other seniors when he was on our team.

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When I was little, my mom’s friend was going through a messy divorce. According to my mom, her husband was really controlling and a total asshole, but when she was found dead in a parking lot, no one suspected him. Her death was shocking and brutal and sad, and when the evidence indicated his involvement, it was really hard to think of someone you know, who had been to your house and played with your children as capable of bashing his wife’s head in.

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One of my friends was a well-known local drug dealer in my small-town. One night, he stabs his roommate to death, breaks the knife off into his skull, and begins a stand-off with police after the roommate doesn’t come into work the next day and his boss visits the house and finds his body (roommate worked at a business directly next door to the house). After a few hours he ends up blowing his brains out. Turns out, a girl he was seeing was fucking his roommate for spare drugs. He took a shitload of steroids and acid along with an eight-ball of coke and went nuts, killing the dude in his sleep.

Written by Laura McNairy

Laura is a freelance writer for TFLN. She likes to write about what she knows best — dating, sex, and being awkward, but usually in the opposite order. She is the Assistant Editor and videographer for Peach Fuzz, a sex-positive nudie magazine in ATX.