Your Serial Killer Obsession Isn't Quirky

Your Serial Killer Obsession Isn't Quirky

It's disgusting.

Every weird girl has gone through that phase in highschool and middle school where they think edgy is cool and that the “popular kids” don’t understand them. In my middle school, these kids were obsessed with Creepypastas and Screemo. Then of course there were those kids who really like serial killers. Don’t worry, I went through that phase too. But it’s something we all have to get over eventually.

Obsessing over these people doesn’t make us interesting. It doesn’t make us different. In fact, there are plenty of people who fit this niche that takes these “historical” figures and romanticizes and glorifies these murders, rapists and cannibals. There’s an entire market. Why do you think there are television shows and made for TV movies dedicated to this subject? Because they know the teen with the side bangs thinks they’re original because they can’t stop thinking about Jeffrey Dahmer.

Here’s the thing. These people don’t not deserve your obsession or your glorification. They are horrible people. They aren’t enigmatic. They are role models. They are disgusting people who went to prison for committing horrible acts against innocent people. Yet for some reason, teens, me included, think these individuals are somehow these great individuals worth writing an autobiography on.

In fact, a lot of the most notable serial killers people tend to lift up ended up being pedophiles or rapists. They were predators that saw themselves more important than the humanity they robbed. Jeffrey Dahmer specifically targeted underage boys. Ted Bundy specifically targeted college-aged women. John Wayne Gacy specially went after young boys, too. A lot of serial killers are known for going after the homeless or sex workers. Albert Fish specifically went for homeless people and people of color claiming he went for people he didn’t think would be missed.

The thing is, we really shouldn’t glorify these people because they’re awful. They aren’t fascinating, they’re depraved and don’t deserve the media attention. Their victims are minimized to a number, a kill count, while their murderers get a lifetime crime drama.

The obsession of mass murderers isn’t new either. Mainstream media as of late tends to enjoy focusing on the identities of mass shooters. News coverage tries to break down the motive of the killers as if they are psychologists or crime experts understanding why someone would decide to take multiple lives. And you can bet, the mass shooters eat it up. They bask in the glory and fame of what they’ve done. They wanted recognition for something and frankly it’s disgusting. So no, you aren’t quirky for obsessing over serial killers because the media already does it.

If you’ve got this obsession, maybe think about why you are obsessed with them and why you think they’re so great. Maybe consider what type of person would destroy that many lives for their own personal benefit. Maybe consider that their motivation is probably a feeling of being better than their victims, whether it be about sexism or racism, or perhaps being disgusting enough to touch a child. Because chances are, your obsession with that serial killer idol isn’t really a great idea. I had the obsession too, but then I considered these people are disgusting and don’t deserve the recognition. They deserve to be forgotten.

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To the guy that shot my brother...


To the guy that shot my brother,

On January 9, 2019 my families entire life changed with one phone call. The phone call that my little brother had been shot in the face, no other details. We didn't need any other details. The woman on the phone who called us in full panic told us where he was so we went, as soon as possible. I don't think it helped that not even 10 min prior I talked to Zach on the phone.. kind of irritated with him, and the ONE TIME I didn't say 'I love you' as we hung up. Could've been the last time we ever spoke.. I remember pulling up to the hospital thinking 'this can't be real' 'it's not our Zach' 'this is just a dream Sarah, WAKE UP' I'd close my eyes really tight just to open them, I was still in the hospital emergency parking lot. I could still hear the ambulance sirens coming. It was all real.

The day our life's changed was definitely a test of faith. A test of how strong we were, as a family. I sat in that waiting room ready to see the damage that has been done to my sweet baby brother. Because at that point we had no idea how lucky he got. That glimpse of seeing Zach will haunt me forever. How helpless I felt in that exact moment frequently wakes me up from these horrific dreams I've been having ever since that day. That is a moment burned into my me and families brain forever.

You always hear about these things in the movies or on the news, a house being shot up, someone shooting another innocent person, not to care if they died on your watch. But we found ourselves on the news.. We have been confined to the hospital since that day. Running on barely any sleep, taking shifts of sleep so we don't make ourselves sick taking care of Zach. Watching him suffer. Undergoing surgeries, to repair the damage you did.

Before I proceed let me tell you a little something about the man you shot.

Zachary Keith Wright. A blonde hair blue eyed boy. Who could potentially be the most annoying human on the planet (possibly coming from his sister). A man who loves his God first, loves his family second. Perfect by no means, but almost perfect to me. A 19 year old who was to graduate high school this month. After graduation he was prepping to leave for Marine boot camp in the summer.. being in the military has been Zach's dream since he could talk. Literally. Running around, playing war with underwear on our heads, and finger guns. Some would say we looked like natural born assassins.. growing up he has been a country boy. Let me tell ya country to the core. He loves this country like he loves his family. He believes in helping people, taking charge in what's right, and never leaving a brother behind. He's lived by that his whole life. Until now....

The day you shot him. The day not only did you change my brothers life, you changed his families life too. The day you almost ripped my brother out of this world... for what? A misunderstanding? Because you've let something take ahold of your life that you can't let go you're willing to kill someone innocent over? Luckily for him, his guardian angels were protecting him in your time of cowardice. There were 3 times that day he should've died, the time you shot him, the time you tried to shoot him again as he stared you directly in the face, (even tho he couldn't talk I know you could read his eyes, and he still intimidated you. That's why you tried to pull the trigger again) and the time he was running out of the house. But he lived. A man who was shot in the face, didn't lay there helpless, didn't scream in agony. That MAN walked to the neighbors to get help. Why? Because he's a MAN, and because he's on this earth for a reason.

It's gonna sound a little strange not only to you, but the audience who is reading this. I must say thank you. Even in this situation, this was the best outcome we could get. He gets to live. He will make a full recovery. He will graduate. And he will go off into the Marines. You united my family together. Closer than ever. Thank you. You tested our faith and brought us closer to our God. Thank you. Because of your moment of weakness, you showed us what prayer could do. Heal anything. Thank you. This was a bump in the road, and a helluva way to kick off our year of 2019. But here we are.. all laying in the hospital. I'm looking around as mom is sleeping in her recliner chair exhasted but still here, Zach his awake playing his xbox all hooked up to machines, fighting to heal and get better. And of course I'm writing this letter to you.

See you in trial,

From the girl whose brother you shot.

'Fight the good fight' - 1 Tim 6:12 🤟🏼💙

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