serial killer letters

You’re still smooth as a baby 

Your hair is still soft 

The laugh of a child still delights me 

Change was inevitable 

 But not age 

And you did change 

You became more of a woman 

Deeper, stronger

You must have been a beautiful baby

But today

You say your getting older 

I disagree of course

The years have failed to age you

Your as young today as the night we met

I won’t deny

A year or two has passed us by

Rare Poem written by Ted Bundy shared by the directors of the new documentary ‘Theodore’.

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alright, true crime community. listen up.
i am selling the letter on the left, and the drawing on the right. i’m selling them together. i will send them to you only if i trust you. i send them out the day i recieve the money. i have sold my other ones before to 3 other people on Tumblr. i can only accept checks or moneygram. i will send both items together for the price of $80 or if you only want one thing, they are $40 each. dm me for details, thank you!

UPDATE: SOLD

5 pages letter from May 21st, 1984 by Ted Bundy (x)

Dear Diane,

I have received your letter from May 1st, I apologize for taking so long to answer it. Thank you for writing to me.

You say that you have written to me on two previous occassions. I’m sorry, but I don’t recall those letters.

In your letter you speculated as to the possible reasons why I didn’t answer your earlier letters. I’d like to comment on your theories.

1.I’ve many letters from total strangers.” You’ve a point here. I do receive many letters from people I have never known (I agree with you, by the way, that “there are no strangers in the world, only people we haven’t met.”)

The main problem here isn’t so much the time I’d need to answer took me, that problem can be overcome. All I need is the motivation. I made little or no effort to write back to people like yourself, but lately I have been because … well, it’s not easy to say actually. I guess I just feel free to in a way I wasn’t before.

No, the real problem I have in answering you and others who write to me is a straight forward for me: I don’t have the stamps.

People don’t send me stamps or stampered, self- addressed envelopes (note: Here he makes reference on the right where it says:“Let me correct what I just wrote.”) Sometimes people will enclose a stamp or two but they are for the exception.

I’m not being critical, Diane. That’s just the way it is. I can’t send people letters if I don’t have stamps.

So I have to conserve the few stamps I have for people I have known for years, especially my wife and family. Only when I have what can be considered an extra stamp or two now-and-then do I respond to the (illegible) of correspondence I have from other folks.

Believe me, I don’t expect people to send me stamps. I don’t imagine that it occurs to people who write to me that I wouldn’t have just one stamp to use to write them back. But as I’ve explained, there are many letters that each need only one stamp.

And it may also be that people assume (illegible) heard rumors to the effect that I have money, or friends or family with money. I don’t, and (whatsmore), I don’t receive a nickle from many of the books, articles, TV programs, or (illegible) films about Ted Bundy. Nothing. Nada. Zero.

That’s fine, too. I don’t want any of that money and I don’t need it. The fact is I’m broke, and while I can handle that, it also means I can’t afford stamps to go on letters to you. So it goes.

Excuse me, I’ve made too much of the stamp (illegible). It doesn’t bother me actually, it’s just the way it is.

2.My wife doesn’t allow me to answer letter from other women?

This is the second theory you propose. Perhaps you were being only half serious on this one. No problem. Of course, if you knew my wife, Carole, you would understand immediately that isn’t the case.

3.You are too busy to write a lot of just friends letters.

I’ve already addressed this point, though briefly, earlier on. Time is not a big factor here. Or is lazyness. It can be, though.

I find that I have more than enough to keep my days (illegible) from 5 in the morning to 11 at night. I’m rarely bored. However, contrary to what you assumed, I do not work with legal matters.

Generally, (illegible). I find the law too limiting and doctrinaire the way it goes about separating people. But that is another story.

So while I am being in a relaxed, controlled, and positive way, there is time to write just friends, occasionally, attorneys, the time available is limited and there are many people to write to. It’s also important that I feel inwardly moved to write to a certain person, and I don’t always feel that way. I have to be conscious of my inner flow and that is another story too.

I enjoyed your letter and enjoyed writing to you. Again, excuse me for taking so long.

X.

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In December 1966 a Janitor found a desk in the Riverside College Storage. A poem was etched on it and then written over with ink. Because Cheri Jo Bates was killed near the Riverside City College Library on October 30th 1966 Police feared that this poem was linked to the murder. The desk was put into evidence.

For a lot of people the desk is evidential to link the Bates murder to the Zodiac Killer because the handwriting looks similar to the Zodiacs.

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November 8, 1984: Bundy writes about his daughter during a recent visit to see him.
  • "Dear ____,
  • I hope all is well with you, Eddie and family. I haven't heard from you in several days and I'm a bit concerned. Cold, clear weather has finally come to balmy Florida. Fall is here. It's icebox cold in the place I live. The steel and concrete hold the cold all day long. I got to see Margot last Sunday! This was something of a very pleasant surprise. Not only didn't I expect to see Margot during the trip of hers to Florida, I didn't expect to see Carole, Rosa or Jamey until after Thanksgiving. However, it is possible for someone in my position, who being "disciplined" to be granted a special visit. We thought Margot's trip to Florida from Seattle qualified as a special circumstance so last week Carole and Margot went to see the prison superintendent, who agreed to the special visit. We had six lovely hours together. Rosa has changed so much in the four weeks since I last saw her. The major difference is that she is really talking now. She won't stop. She's like a beautiful little parrot. All day it was "Daddy" this and "Daddy" that. She was very much into talking to me and generally trying to keep me to herself. "You stay here, Daddy". she'd say when I'd tell her to get back to Carole, Margot (Gamma) and Jamey. I was as pleased and delighted as I could be. Margot is enjoying herself, spending her days with Rosa, and evenings with Carole and her friends. She made Rosa a Raggedy Ann costume for Rosa for Halloween. She (Rosa) looked adorable. As much fun as she is having, I know in a week or so she'll be ready to get back to her house and garden. What happened in the election? I heard it was a Reagan landslide, God forbid. Please send me all the clippings you can on it and a damage report. My love to you, Eddie and your family. — Ted". ( Credit to: https://supernaught.com )

In October 1975, Ted Bundy mailed a letter to Richard W. Larsen, Seattle Times political writer, asking him to publish it :

I address this letter to my many friends and acquaintances who have offered their prayers, concern and support on my behalf. When time permits, I shall do my best to reply personally to each of you.  You are truly beautiful people. Your encouragement is the light at the end of the tunnel.

I think of you constantly. I think of our beautiful state and the incomparable loveliness of our Seattle. The breathtaking vistas, which are for you a part of your daily life, are, for me, mind-woven tapestries which color they grey walls. I envy you.

The law is a curious animal. To a law student it becomes highly abstract and impersonal. To a defendant, in my position, it offers incredibly new perspective. The excesses of the system are slight in comparison to the protections it affords each of us, defendant or not. I have great confidence in its ultimate product: Justice.

God bless you,

Ted Bundy

A letter from serial killer Richard Ramirez to a journalist who posed as a 10-year-old boy and wrote to him while he was in San Quentin, high security prison. Richard asks him what school he goes to, who his friends are, and gives him the advice to stay in school. He also asks the “young boy” to send him pictures.

a letter serial killer Richard Ramirez wrote to a woman who wrote him frequently, it reads “I’d like for you to know that I value our friendship. I wish I had another way to express it. You light up my existence and I’ve missed you. If you know all the feelings I have for you then you should know that to me you are what makes my world a better place…”

I do not believe this is the time to be timid, and I shall not be. I have planned too long for a career in law to allow vanity or a poor performance on the LSAT to prevent me from making every effort to plead my case for admission to law school. Therefore, I say to you now, with the greatest confidence, that the file you have before you is not just the file of a ‘qualified student,’ but the file of an individual who is obstinate enough to want to become a critical and tireless student and practitioner of the law, and qualified enough to succeed. My grades these past two years, my recommendations, and my personal statement speak of Ted Bundy, the student, the worker, and researcher in pursuit of a legal education; the LSAT does not and cannot reveal this. 

                                                                              Sincerely,

                                                                              Theodore R. Bundy-

A personal statement written by Ted for his admission to law school at the University Of Utah where he later attended before being arrested for the first time.

Source- The Stranger Beside Me by Ann Rule


May 21, 1984


Dear Diane,


I have received your letter of May 1. I apologize for taking so long to answer it. Thank you for writing to me.


You say that you have written to me on two previous occasions. I’m sorry, but I don’t recall those letters.


In your letter you speculated as to the possible reasons why I didn’t answer your earlier letter. I’d like to comment on your theories.


“Too many letters from total strangers.” You’ve got a point here. I do receive many letters from people I have never known. (I agree with you, by the way, that “there are no strangers in the world, only people we haven’t met.”)


The main problem here isn’t so much the time I’d need to answer each one, that problem can be overcome. All I need is the motivation. For years I made little or no effort to write back to people like yourself, but lately I have been because… well, it’s not easy to say actually. I guess I just feel free to in a way I wasn’t before.


No, the real problem I face in answering you and others who write me is a straightforward one: I don’t have the stamps. People don’t send me stamps or stamped, self-addressed envelopes. [In margins with arrow pointing to crossed out words: “Let me correct what I just wrote.”] Sometimes people will enclose a stamp or two but they are by far the exception.


I’m not being critical, Diane. That’s just the way it is. I can’t send people letters if I don’t have stamps.


So I have to conserve the few stamps I have for people I have known for years, especially my wife and family. Only when I have what can be considered an extra stamp or two now-and-then do I respond to the backlog of correspondence I have from other folks.


Believe me, I don’t expect people to send me stamps. I don’t imagine that it occurs to people who write me that I wouldn’t have just one stamp to use to write them back. But as I’ve explained, there are many letters that each need only one stamp.


And it may also be that people assume or have heard rumors to the effect that I have money, or friends or family with money. I don’t, and furthermore, I don’t receive a nickel from any of the books, articles, TV programs or planned films about Ted Bundy. Nothing. Nada. Zero.


That’s fine too. I don’t want any of that money and I don’t need it. The fact is I’m broke, and while I can handle that, it also means I can’t afford stamps to go on letters to you. So it goes.


Excuse me. I’ve made too much of the stamp business. It doesn’t bother me actually; it’s just the way it is.


2. My wife doesn’t allow me to answer letters from other women?


This is the second thing you proposed. Perhaps you were being only half serious on this one. No problem. Of course, if you knew my wife, Carole, you would understand immediately that this isn’t the case.


3. “You are to busy to write a lot of just friends letters.”


I’ve already addressed this point, though briefly, earlier on. Time is not a key factor here; nor is busyness. It can be, though. I find that I have more than enough to keep my days full from 5 in the morning to 11 at night. I’m rarely bored. However, contrary to what you assumed, I do not work with legal matters, generally, or my appeals in particular. I find the law too limiting and destructive in the way it goes about separating people. But that’s another story.


So while I am busy in a relaxed, controlled and positive way, there is time to write just friends, occasionally, although the time available is limited and there are many people to write to. It’s also important that I feel inwardly moved to write to a certain person, and I don’t always feel that way. I have to be conscious of my inner flow and that is another story too.


I enjoyed your letter and enjoyed writing to you. Again, excuse me for taking so long.


Your just friend in peace

Ted

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Letter serial killer Dennis Nilsen wrote to Brian Masters about Jeffrey Dahmer.

“The paradox is that Dahmer cannot hate his victims because his objective is achieved by exercising his will to sexual power, and potency. The need is “love” for him, and death for the hapless victim. Dahmer is faced to unnaturally seek to accede to the demands of his natural instinctive drive. He is perhaps partially aware that his “love” is really for him, or a created entity within his deranged personality.”


taken from Vanity Fair magazine November 1991

a letter serial killer Richard Ramirez sent to a woman who wrote and visited him frequently… It reads “There isn’t a scent more sweet than yours. It’s more than a fragrance. It’s ecstasy. The scent of your bare skin or that special place where your hairline meets the back of your neck. It goes to my head and to my heart. It happened the moment we met. Something about you excited and comforted me at the same time. Made my mind and my body stir. I knew instantly we were meant to be together. I guess that’s what they mean by chemistry, and when we’re apart I miss you but regardless of whether you’re with me or not your effect on me is profound. and forever.”

“As a child in World War Two, I explored a bombed-out church in the Gorbals and came across a small bird lying in the ruins. I quietly approached it to avoid alarming it, near enough to see it was apparently breathing and asleep. I reached out to hold it. Suddenly something subconscious froze my movement. As I stood and watched its breast rise and fall I identified the sweet smell of putrescence and gingerly touched the bird with my shoe. It was a vessel of seething maggots. My first lesson in the deception of nature and life. Disgust gave way to pity and I built a tomb around it with bricks. I assume that gave rise to the stereotypical fable that I once buried a cat alive.” - Ian Brady

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“We had six lovely hours together. Rosa had changed so much in the four weeks since I last saw her. The major difference is that she is really talking now. She won’t stop. She’s like a Beautiful little parrot. All day it was “Daddy” this and “Daddy” that. She was very much into talking to me and generally trying to keep me to herself. “You stay here, Daddy”, she’d say when I’d tell her I had to get to Carole, Margot (Gramma) and Jamesy. I was as pleased and delighted as I could be. 

                             Margot is enjoying herself, spending her days with Rosa, and evenings with Carole and her friends. She made Rosa a Raggedy Ann costume for Rosa for Halloween. She (Rosa) looked too adorable. As much fun as she is having, I know in a week or so she’ll be ready to get back to her house and garden.

     What happened in the election? I heard it was a Reagan landslide, God forbid. Please send me all the clippings you can on it and a damage  (?).

      My love to you, Eddie and your family.       ted”

-Ted Bundy’s letter to friend Eddie, the letter contains all about his baby daughter named Rosa, by Carole Boone whom he married in the courtroom.