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Killers and high IQ: NATHAN LEOPOLD

Nathan was the son of a wealthy family of immigrant German Jews who had made a freight and transport-related fortune since their arrival in the United States.
Reportedly a child prodigy with an IQ of 210, Nathan spoke his first words at 4 months old and amazed a succession of nannies and governesses with his intellectual precocity. In the 1920’s Nathan had already completed an undergraduate degree at the University of Chicago, graduating Phi Beta Kappa, and was attending law school at the University of Chicago.

He claimed to have been able to speak 27 languages fluently, and was an expert ornithologist. Nathan, along with several other ornithologists (zoologist who focuses on birds) were the first to discover the Kirtland’s warbler in their area in over half a century. Nathan planned to transfer to Harvard Law School in September after taking a trip to Europe. Although Nathan and Loeb knew each other casually while growing up, their relationship flourished when they met at the University of Chicago as teenagers. They quickly formed a strong friendship. Nathan and Loeb found that they had a mutual interest in crime, Nathan being particularly interested in Friedrich Nietzsche’s theory of the superman.

It was now that they began to look deeper into their criminal interests that the two boys began to commit crimes for themselves. Nathan agreed to act as Loeb’s accomplice. They began with petty theft and vandalism. They broke into a fraternity house at the university. They stole penknives, a camera and a typewriter (later used to type the ransom letter). Nathan and Loeb soon committed a series of more and more serious crimes such as arson. He and Loeb had formed a strong intimate relationship with each other. This relationship was thought to be Loeb’s way of repaying Nathan for his participation in the crimes, or even used to convince him to follow through on his plans. Loeb was the dominant figure in this relationship and possessed the power over Nathan. They became increasingly obsessed with the development and commission of the perfect crime.

On May 21, 1924, Loeb and Nathan put their plan into action, collecting a rental car, obscuring its number plates and then driving to their old alma mater, the Harvard School, in search of a convenient victim. They settled on 14-year-old Bobby Franks, a neighbor of the Loebs. Lured into the car, Franks was hit over the head with a chisel by Loeb and gagged before being hidden under some blankets on the back seat of the car. After depositing Franks’ body in a culvert at nearby Wolf Lake, they delivered the ransom note to the boy’s father, Jacob Franks. Unbeknownst to Nathan and Loeb, Jacob Franks had contacted the police, and Bobby Franks’ body was found and identified before the ransom was delivered.

Nathan and Loeb were interrogated by police and eventually Loeb admitted the murder, claiming that Nathan had been the driving force behind the plan and that he had struck the fatal blow on Franks. Nathan claimed the opposite was true. The families hired Clarence Darrow, the country’s foremost criminal defense lawyer, to represent the pair at trial.

On September 24, 1924 Nathan and Loeb each received a life sentence for the murder. Early in 1958, after 33 years in prison, Nathan was released on parole. In April of that year, he set up the Leopold foundation “to aid emotionally disturbed, retarded, or delinquent youths” which would be funded by the royalties from his book, Life Plus 99 Years. But in July, the State of Illinois voided his charter for the organization, saying it violated the terms of his parole. In 1961, he married a widowed American social worker named Trudi de Queveda. On August 30, 1971, Nathan died of a diabetes-related heart attack.


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The Film “The Conjuring” was based off this story.

Donna got Annabelle from her mother in 1970; mom bought the used doll at a hobby store. Donna was a college student at the time, and living with a roommate named Angie, and at first neither thought the doll was anything special. But over time they noticed Annabelle seemed to move on her own; at first it was really subtle, just changes in position, the kinds of things that could be written off as the doll being jostled. But the movement increased, and within a few weeks it seemed to become fully mobile. The girls would leave the apartment with Annabelle on Donna’s bed and return home to find it on the couch. 

Their friend Lou hated the doll. He thought there was something deeply wrong with it, something evil, but the girls were modern women and didn’t believe that sort of thing. But soon Annabelle’s actions got even weirder - Donna began to find pieces of parchment paper in the house with messages written on it. “Help us,” they would say, or “Help Lou.” Just to make the whole thing that much creepier nobody in the house had parchment paper. Where the hell was it coming from?

The escalation continued. One night Donna returned home to find Annabelle in her bed, with blood on her hands. The blood - or some sort of red liquid - seemed to be coming from the doll itself.  Donna finally agreed to bring in a medium. The sensitive sat with the doll and told the girls that long before their apartment complex had been built there had been a field on that property. A seven year old girl named Annabelle Higgins had been found dead in that field. Her spirit remained, and when the doll came into the house the girl latched on to it. She found Donna and Angie to be trustworthy. She just wanted to stay with them. She wanted to be safe with them. 

Being sweet, nurturing types - they were both nursing students - Donna and Angie agreed to let Annabelle stay with them. And that’s when all hell broke loose. 

Lou started having bad dreams, dreams where Annabelle was in his bed, climbing up his leg as he lay frozen, sliding up his chest to his neck and closing her stuffed hands around his throat, choking him out. He would wake up terrified, head pounding like all blood had been cut off to his brain. He was freaking out. He was worried about the girls.

A few days later he and Angie were hanging out, planning a road trip, when they heard someone moving around in Donna’s room. They froze - was it a break in? Was there an intruder in the apartment? Lou crept over to the door, listening to rustling within. He threw open the door and everything was as it should be - except Annabelle was off the bed and sitting in a corner. As he approached the doll Lou was consumed with that feeling, a burning on the back of the neck that indicates someone was staring at you and he spun around. Nobody was there. The room was empty. And then sudden pain on his chest. He looked in his shirt and saw a series of raking claw marks, rough ditches in his flesh that burned. He knew Annabelle had done it. 

The weird claw marks began healing almost immediately. They were totally gone in two days. They were like no wounds any of them had ever seen before. They knew they needed more help, and they turned to an Episcopalian priest, who in turned called in Ed and Lorraine Warren.

It didn’t take the Warrens long to come to their conclusion: there was no ghost in this case. There was an inhuman spirit - a demon - attached to the doll. But they warned that the doll wasn’t possessed; demons don’t possess things, only people. It was clinging to the doll, manipulating it, in order to give the impression of a haunting. The target was really Donna’s soul. 

A priest performed an exorcism on the apartment and the Warrens took possession of the doll. They put it in a bag and began the long drive home. And sure enough, as they drove on the back roads, the engine kept cutting out, the power steering kept failing and even the brakes gave them trouble. Ed opened the bag, sprinkled the doll with holy water and the disturbances stopped… for the moment. 

Ed left the doll next to his desk; it began levitating. That happened a couple of times and then it seemed to just quit, finally laying quiet. But in a couple of weeks Annabelle was back to her old tricks; she started appearing in different rooms in the Warren home. Sensing that the doll was ramping back up the Warrens called in a Catholic priest to exorcise Annabelle. The priest didn’t take it seriously, telling Annabelle “You’re just a doll. You can’t hurt anyone!” Big mistake: on his way home the priest’s brakes failed, and his car was totaled in a horrible accident. He survived.

Eventually the Warrens built a locked case for Annabelle, and she resides there to this day. The locked case seems to have kept the doll from moving around, but it seems like that whatever terrible entity is attached to it is still there, waiting. Biding its time. Ready for the day when it can again be free. 

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Some followers suggested this to me.

The island known as the “island of madness”, “hell” and “the most haunted place on Earth” is being sold!

Here’s a quick, history behind it:

The plagued people were shipped off to Poveglia Island, a small, secluded land mass that floats between Venice and Lido. There, people lived out the last of their wretched lives together until they died.

Since the island already reeked of death, the next time an epidemic came along, barely alive bodies were dumped there and burned in mass graves.

In the 20s, a mental hospital was built to welcome the island’s newest “guests,” or anybody that showed symptoms of any sort of sickness, physical or mental.

Basically, if you had an itch, away you went to Poveglia where you’d sink your feet into the soil (half dirt, half human ash) and be in the company of over 100K diseased ghosts.

It didn’t help when the place was converted into a hospital for the mentally ill in 1922. Rumor has it, the hospital was home to a number of crude lobotomies, performed by a doctor who’d been driven mad by the ghosts. He later flung himself off the bell tower.

The Italian government is now offering a 99-year lease to whomever’s brave enough to take it over. The italian government thinks it would make a great hotel destination!


"Build a hotel" they said. "It will be fun" they said. 

The start of a real life shining everyone


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