What Is The Death Of Conor Murpy Statement By Noah Kasmir
NSW POLICE DEATH OF CONNOR MURPHY Statement by Noah Kasmir.
“I ain't gotta tell youse about Aussie bushfires but if you need every bloody detail then take a seat.” “Tommy, Connor, and I were seated in a tight triangle. Those crusty blue camping chairs had that same itch from years ago, from when I used to camp with my family. Now my new family got to experience it, that nagging, annoyingly consistent feeling that reminded me of my past. As the night went on, the itch slowly disappeared as more and more alcohol took over our bodies. Taking our minds away from our ruined childhoods by bringing forward a feeling of comfort, freedom and love just as our parents used to. “We were surrounded by a memorable composition of rough, dry dirt and luscious, …show more content…
And we destroyed it all. Everything. The. We destroyed the bush, destroyed the land, destroyed our bodies, we destroyed life. “Connor, being a stupid larrikin, always wanted to push the boundaries, “I wonder what happens when we put petrol on fire.” Tom, sat, sidelined by his fear as he saw Connor walk over to the cheap, rusty Hilux swallowed in darkness. Stupidly I thought he was taking a piss, but as I heard him walking back over, the terror in Tom's eyes grew. “If I could describe the feeling of death to you, it would be through that Jerry can. The canister's deafening tone of red - the swishing and swashing of its contents - the vivid smell of petrol that followed it. It was death right in front of my eyes, the translucent liquid racing towards the fire, with such urgency and aggression that I didn’t know it was possible. “Back when I was a kid camping in the depths of the Australian countryside, I felt pure joy. Specifically, the celebratory customs we performed on the last day of camping. It began as all the kids collected these dry, grey leaves from the land that lay in silence and in a state of death. We then threw these leaves on our campfire and they turned from death to life in the form of an overwhelming, glowing
“I ain't gotta tell youse about Aussie bushfires but if you need every bloody detail then take a seat.” “Tommy, Connor, and I were seated in a tight triangle. Those crusty blue camping chairs had that same itch from years ago, from when I used to camp with my family. Now my new family got to experience it, that nagging, annoyingly consistent feeling that reminded me of my past. As the night went on, the itch slowly disappeared as more and more alcohol took over our bodies. Taking our minds away from our ruined childhoods by bringing forward a feeling of comfort, freedom and love just as our parents used to. “We were surrounded by a memorable composition of rough, dry dirt and luscious, …show more content…
And we destroyed it all. Everything. The. We destroyed the bush, destroyed the land, destroyed our bodies, we destroyed life. “Connor, being a stupid larrikin, always wanted to push the boundaries, “I wonder what happens when we put petrol on fire.” Tom, sat, sidelined by his fear as he saw Connor walk over to the cheap, rusty Hilux swallowed in darkness. Stupidly I thought he was taking a piss, but as I heard him walking back over, the terror in Tom's eyes grew. “If I could describe the feeling of death to you, it would be through that Jerry can. The canister's deafening tone of red - the swishing and swashing of its contents - the vivid smell of petrol that followed it. It was death right in front of my eyes, the translucent liquid racing towards the fire, with such urgency and aggression that I didn’t know it was possible. “Back when I was a kid camping in the depths of the Australian countryside, I felt pure joy. Specifically, the celebratory customs we performed on the last day of camping. It began as all the kids collected these dry, grey leaves from the land that lay in silence and in a state of death. We then threw these leaves on our campfire and they turned from death to life in the form of an overwhelming, glowing