Serial Killer

I am reading a book about profiling and they were talking about that one Serial killer from South Africa. His name is Stewart Wilken. As a kid, his mom abandoned him with his sister (which she got back later without telling Wilken). His adoptive parents were abominable. They would make him eat in the same bowl as the dog. His adoptive father also made him watch while he was having sex with the dog… And then made him lick off the semen. He also got adopted by the neighbor. She never believed him or took his side while he was getting bullied at school.

He got married twice. He said that his first wife was a slut, whore, etc. he had a daughter from his first marriage: Wuane Wilken. After him and his wife divorced, Wuane told her dad that her stepdad was sexually abusing her. He brought her to a park and inspected her vagina: she wasn’t a virgin anymore. He then killed her, wanting to send her soul to God.

He also killed his second wife’s son, Henry Bakers. He brought the boy to the same park as Wuane. He also killed Henry. And admitted having sex with the decomposing body of Henry. (Disgusting I know)

He killed about 10 known victims. His victims were very interesting. He killed prostitutes, he didn’t hide the bodies at all. He even put them in provocative positions. He felt hate and anger towards them. I guess they reminded him of his first wife who he accused to be a prostitute too.

On the other side, he killed young children, whom he also sodomized. He hide the bodies with leaves, like he was protecting them from being exposed to the world…

Usually serial killers have one kind of victims, like all of them are blondes for example. But Stewart Wilken, he had two very different types of victims.

He think of him as an horrible person, but I can’t stop feeling sorry for him… No one was there for him during his childhood… But he killed all these people without feeling remorse. Necrophilia and cannibalism too…

After reading this, I couldn’t stop thinking about how there is still other people like him outside, people that never got caught. I searched and I found that 40% of murder cases each year are unsolved. I kept thinking that they should be locked up… And this, this made me wanting to help finding these criminals. Now, I’m sure that I will go and study in Forensic sciences. I’m not sure exactly what kind of job I want to do, but DNA analyst interest me a lot.



Today, like every other week day, I was stuck with taking the school bus, which I hate.  I hate it so much, I hate the seats material, and the fact that you don’t have any place for your legs.  I hate the smell, I hate the cold metal that the bus is made off.  I also hate the screaming of the little kids (my bus has people from kindergarten to 12 grade in it), the stupid teenagers surrounding me and the bus driver that doesn’t do anything and drives very slow.  I don’t talk to no one…   I listen to my Ipod and read a book.  The bus drives me crazy.  Call me a snob for looking down on my fellow schoolmates and not trying to talk to them, I don’t even care.

So today, the boys from 9 grade were trowing things to each other!  They always act like 8 years olds.  They obviously cannot shoot properly, so they ended up throwing a dozen pieces of paper to me.  I was so angry, but I didn’t want to say nothing.  They would probably have laughed at my face and just gotten me madder.  I was trying to read my book, but I was so angry I couldn’t.  My breathing was getting shorter and I could hear my heartbeat in my head.  Once we were at my stop, I stormed out of the bus and ran to my house.  I got there so mad!  I couldn’t calm down.

I decided to go to the mailbox even thought it’s pouring cold rain outside.  Once I returned home, my hair were all wet and my hands and face was freezing and red.  I then took a bit of sugar to eat and all of that calmed me down.  Now, I’m here writing about it.

I never understood what was so difficult with respect.  It seems like no one can do it.  Yes, we all can say sorry and thank you.  But those are usually just empty words that we say out off habit.  Respect is more then that, it’s respecting others rights, feelings, body, thoughts, minds, etc.  It’s hard to respect someone if they trow things at you and act stupid.  But at least I keep my thoughts about them for myself.  And if someone doesn’t respect me, I will not respect them back.

Do to others what you want them to do to you.  I’ve heard that a lot when I was young, I always felt like this, this was the key to peace.  But, no one can do it.

I looked at them in the bus, throwing things.  And I think: Those are the ones that will have jobs in the future, who will take care of our society.  But they never seem to grow up, never seem to care.

I’ve been called mature a lot.  And of course a kid should be a kid and have fun.  And I do.  I like to spend time with my friends and talk about normal things.  It’s okay to have fun, but have respect for others.  If there was more respect, everything would be easier.  If you don’t respect people while you’re young, you never will.  And they’ll grow up and raise kids to be like them and have jobs and threat their coworkers like they don’t matter…

If there’s something I hate more then anything, it is being disrespectful.


I have a passion for South Korea since a couple of years, I thought I wanted to go there and teach English.  But my mother tongue is French and I’ve always went to French schools.  And it would cost less to go to University in French.  So I don’t have much chances to get a job or a visa.  Then I thought about being a translator there.  But I don’t think I’d be able, I would find it boring and languages have never been my strength, I’ve always been better in sciences and math.  I could try, but if I’ll be happy or even get a job…  I really don’t know.  I want to go there, but I don’t like the job that I would have to do.

I also have a passion for crimes.  I read a lot about Forensic Sciences and I think it would interest me a lot.   I’d like to work as a DNA analyst.  I think I’d like that a lot.  I love sciences, it’s my favorite subject at school since I’m very young.  There is always something new to know.  I know that there will be gruesome things working in that field.  But I don’t mind sincerely.

So, I have a dilemma.  I have to choose between both.  I’m still young so I have time, but I should still start thinking about it, because time go fast.

Forensic Sciences are the only thing that ever made me think about doing something else…  What should I do?

Do you guys have any recommendation or tips to help me?