It is shown in the graph above that each race has committed serial killings, just some more than others. Known serial killers come from all ethnic groups,

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It is shown in the graph above that each race has committed serial killings, just some more than others. Known serial killers come from all ethnic groups, races, and different cultural groups. Racial diversity of serial killers mostly reflects on the United States population. Whites have the greatest percentage in population followed by African-Americans and Hispanics. Whites have a staggering body count of 1,660, followed by Blacks with 859, Hispanics count is 148, Asians count is 160, Native Americans at 16, and Other at 2.

New Confession

I confessed to him on a rainy day when I was fourteen. I told him I love him. What he did after, made me regret confessing my feelings to him. He didn’t give me an answer right away because I had left the room blushing, embarrassed, my heart was pounding in my chest. Then when I came back to the room, he asked me if it’s okay for him to take some time to give me an answer. What I expected from him was he’d say he loves me back in an instant or even chase after me when I left the room, I shouldn’t have had expectations. I waited three days, nervous about why he was taking so long but didn’t say anything because I was ready to sacrifice anything for him, I was so anxious that I felt nauseous, nauseous after thinking what will I do if he rejects me, how will I ever look him in the eyes, I was afraid. Three days passed and he answered that, he loves me too, which made me slightly better but made me ponder why he had to take so long to answer if he was certain that he loved me?
I love him from my childhood because we grew up together, but in different city and village, he’s in the village while I’m in the city, still we could meet once or twice a year in vacation. I guess visiting him or seeing him once or twice a year was enough for him because he cheated on me a year later. But for me, it was a great achievement that we could talk, spend time together, I would miss him all the time, would yearn for him because there was no way for us to communicate but to meet face to face but we were too far away to do it. Maybe it’s the fault of the distance. Maybe it’s me who is faulty.
Now all I know is, he’s my first love and my greatest regret.
Although I doubt I’ll ever unlove him.

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The Gist family of Ridge Road, Wellford, SC are a bunch of parasites who have LIVED FREE of other relatives for 3-now 4 generations. They haven’t paid for their property for 3-now 4 generations. They messed up property, expecting others to pay for them. They are all parasitic losers who don’t believe in advancing themselves educationally nor socioeconomically. They indulge in reckless, lascivious behavior instead of improving themselves. They are unchurched & have no morality. They are still impoverished. They never wanted to improve themselves. They are stereotypical Black Americans with the welfare mentality. They all have 155 IQs but are lazy & never wanted to apply themselves. All they do is to want to live the middle class lifestyle but off others. They don’t believe in working & supporting themselves. All they do is beg others. They NEVER PAID FOR ANYTHING IN THEIR LIVES.