Joshua Kieser
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I believed I would win. What were they going to present? They had blood underneath the victim's fingernails. Was it yours? It was not my type. It was not my DNA. They did not have fingerprints, palm prints, no weapon, no paper trail, no motive.
I believed I would win. What were they going to present? They had blood underneath the victim's fingernails. Was it yours? It was not my type. It was not my DNA. They did not have fingerprints, palm prints, no weapon, no paper trail, no motive.
They chose to rely on the credibility of a man who first claimed that it was a light-skinned black man, then a carload of Mexicans, and then they finally settled on a pale white kid from Illinois.
They chose to rely on the credibility of a man who first claimed that it was a light-skinned black man, then a carload of Mexicans, and then they finally settled on a pale white kid from Illinois.
I'm sitting there ready to jump, and then the verdict came back, guilty.
I'm sitting there ready to jump, and then the verdict came back, guilty.
The only thing I remember is when the verdict came back, I went numb. I was confused. I remember hearing myself yelling and screaming, it wasn't me. It wasn't me.
The only thing I remember is when the verdict came back, I went numb. I was confused. I remember hearing myself yelling and screaming, it wasn't me. It wasn't me.
There was a point that I got attacked when I was in prison. There were some men who wanted to rape me, and they tried and they failed. Praise God. But in the process of defending myself, I got beat up quite bad and ended up in the hospital. On two occasions, I prayed for death. I didn't want to wake up.
There was a point that I got attacked when I was in prison. There were some men who wanted to rape me, and they tried and they failed. Praise God. But in the process of defending myself, I got beat up quite bad and ended up in the hospital. On two occasions, I prayed for death. I didn't want to wake up.
Absolutely not. I believe he was innocent, and I so found. I let out this just roar. I mean, I just let it out. I yelled. I shouted with everything I had in me.
Absolutely not. I believe he was innocent, and I so found. I let out this just roar. I mean, I just let it out. I yelled. I shouted with everything I had in me.
Calling me a killer. Calling me a murderer.
Calling me a killer. Calling me a murderer.
I wanted to thank him personally for what he'd done.
I wanted to thank him personally for what he'd done.
The only thing I remember is when the verdict came back, I went numb. Everything became like I was in a drum. Like all the voices, other than my own, were at a distance. I was yelling that... It wasn't me.
The only thing I remember is when the verdict came back, I went numb. Everything became like I was in a drum. Like all the voices, other than my own, were at a distance. I was yelling that... It wasn't me.
I had never met Michelle Lawless. The night that Michelle was murdered, I was 350 miles away.
I had never met Michelle Lawless. The night that Michelle was murdered, I was 350 miles away.
Right here. I lived in this cell. Swept this cell, mopped this cell.
Right here. I lived in this cell. Swept this cell, mopped this cell.
Oh, I am blessed and highly favored. I'm living the dream.
Oh, I am blessed and highly favored. I'm living the dream.
I don't look back at my 16 years in prison and get hateful and angry about all of it. It does not excuse what was done to me. There is no excuse for that. It was wrong, it was evil.
I don't look back at my 16 years in prison and get hateful and angry about all of it. It does not excuse what was done to me. There is no excuse for that. It was wrong, it was evil.
I sit there stunned. I immediately started to just be shaken and confused. And I didn't know what was happening. I just knew that something very real was happening.
I sit there stunned. I immediately started to just be shaken and confused. And I didn't know what was happening. I just knew that something very real was happening.
There was no truth to what they were presenting. Everything was a lie.
There was no truth to what they were presenting. Everything was a lie.
No. The first time I'd ever seen her is when my attorney brought me a picture of her obituary. That's the first time I had actually ever seen her face. When they began to ask me a few questions about some murder, I was like, why are they asking me about this stuff?
No. The first time I'd ever seen her is when my attorney brought me a picture of her obituary. That's the first time I had actually ever seen her face. When they began to ask me a few questions about some murder, I was like, why are they asking me about this stuff?
I wasn't really that different than most kids that don't have an advantage. I was just going through some very, you know, difficult struggles.
I wasn't really that different than most kids that don't have an advantage. I was just going through some very, you know, difficult struggles.
He settles into his chair like a split second later, literally comes halfway over his desk and accuses me of killing, and I quote, his little girl, and that they were charging me with first degree murder.
He settles into his chair like a split second later, literally comes halfway over his desk and accuses me of killing, and I quote, his little girl, and that they were charging me with first degree murder.
I believed I would win. What were they going to present? They had blood underneath the victim's fingernails. Was it yours? It was not my type. It was not my DNA. They did not have fingerprints, palm prints, no weapon, no paper trail, no motive.
They chose to rely on the credibility of a man who first claimed that it was a light-skinned black man, then a carload of Mexicans, and then they finally settled on a pale white kid from Illinois.
I'm sitting there ready to jump, and then the verdict came back, guilty.
The only thing I remember is when the verdict came back, I went numb. I was confused. I remember hearing myself yelling and screaming, it wasn't me. It wasn't me.
There was a point that I got attacked when I was in prison. There were some men who wanted to rape me, and they tried and they failed. Praise God. But in the process of defending myself, I got beat up quite bad and ended up in the hospital. On two occasions, I prayed for death. I didn't want to wake up.
Absolutely not. I believe he was innocent, and I so found. I let out this just roar. I mean, I just let it out. I yelled. I shouted with everything I had in me.
Calling me a killer. Calling me a murderer.
I wanted to thank him personally for what he'd done.
The only thing I remember is when the verdict came back, I went numb. Everything became like I was in a drum. Like all the voices, other than my own, were at a distance. I was yelling that... It wasn't me.
I had never met Michelle Lawless. The night that Michelle was murdered, I was 350 miles away.
Right here. I lived in this cell. Swept this cell, mopped this cell.
Oh, I am blessed and highly favored. I'm living the dream.
I don't look back at my 16 years in prison and get hateful and angry about all of it. It does not excuse what was done to me. There is no excuse for that. It was wrong, it was evil.
I sit there stunned. I immediately started to just be shaken and confused. And I didn't know what was happening. I just knew that something very real was happening.
There was no truth to what they were presenting. Everything was a lie.
No. The first time I'd ever seen her is when my attorney brought me a picture of her obituary. That's the first time I had actually ever seen her face. When they began to ask me a few questions about some murder, I was like, why are they asking me about this stuff?
I wasn't really that different than most kids that don't have an advantage. I was just going through some very, you know, difficult struggles.
He settles into his chair like a split second later, literally comes halfway over his desk and accuses me of killing, and I quote, his little girl, and that they were charging me with first degree murder.