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The Underwater Murder

May 27, 2015
By Anonymous

My name is Travis.  And this is the story of how I killed Eden Rose…
 
When I moved to Arizona it was my 20th birthday and I was going to miss California and all of its perfection, from its seasons, to its traffic… Okay maybe not the traffic but I wouldn’t miss my parents that were involved with every aspect of my day, it can get annoying. So I do regret the choice to leave but I will build a life here and maybe even settle down with someone.
2 years later
April 25th 2015
I have found my other half the part of me that brings me life that can change my emotion by saying just one word, the one. Her name is Eden Rose and she represents the good in all and she can do no wrong, today was our first date. One day im going to marry her and when I do we are going to live together forever and have the perfect life together.

May 15th 2015
All alone, all I know
its haunting me, making it harder to breath.
May 20th 2015
I saw her from afar, the way she stared at him I could tell something was going on, and she says my eyes fool me, everything around me began to walk away. Her. The houses. The streets, even the sidewalk I was standing on... The voices… the voices won’t shut up, they keep telling me that she shouldn’t have done that, make her pay… Make Eden pay.
May 25th 2015
The nights are longer, thinking about her she’s gone all the time… She left me alone, Eden had all my trust, and she knew the game and played it. She will come back….
June 1st 2015
Eden says she sees the wires pulling while I’m breathing, I don’t understand… She says that I should take it in, listen to every word she is speaking. She is pulling away… why is she pulling away? Doesn’t she love me? She said that she loved me, laughed at all my jokes, Eden adored me now what am I to do? The voices, they just won’t shut up! I tried to be someone else, I lied to be someone else for her.


June 10th 2015
If you were who I assumed you were, you couldn’t have, wouldn’t have done this. How could she leave me? How could she end the relationship like this? She was my dream, I used to think we could push through the bad ignoring our problems just to hold onto what we had.

June 15th 2015
The pain is agonizing I want it to stop, only way it will end is if she ends…

Police Report
Travis Smith, 21, was in a mental facility while living in California, he witnessed his father kill his mother.
Reason for killing the mother, he says she cheated and it “wouldn’t end until she ends”
Travis was the spouse of Eden Rose,19, they were said to have met when he moved in next door, according to Eden’s parents, she was very rebellious always going for the outcasts, when she met travis it was like a match made in heaven although he could keep her in line she would stray from the set path he had for her, and he would get upset… neighbors would complain about noises such as screaming and shouting,
On the night of June 16th 2015 at approximately 2:35 a.m. a police call came in stating that the neighbors heard a loud thump and the place all of a sudden went silent but before the thump they heard a woman’s voice yell “Imagine our children how screwed would they be?
Daddy’s a psycho.
And Mommy lives in a dream?”
The statement caused them to call the police, when police arrived on the scene the woman, Eden was nowhere to be found but the man Travis was at the house stating that “Eden had never come home that night”  Travis was taking in for questioning and was soon released on parole.
But 3 weeks later on July 10th 2015, when police went to ask Travis a few more questions he was gone and left a suspicious note that said I have gone to join my love forever.  Travis was found by a lake and in the lake were bones. Which were later identified as Eden’s. The scene was of their first date. Travis has been taken into custody and will serve a life sentence.
 


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