Month: September 2025

Grabowski kept Anna trapped in his apartment for hours, and abused the little girl before finally strangling her to death. After murdering Anna, the perpetrator packed her body into a box, which he stored in a hidden place on the bank of a canal. Grabowski later returned to the location to bury the body of…

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According to two police officers at the scene, Marianne also called Grabowski a “pig” after she opened fire. She was arrested by police in the courtroom and initially charged with murder. During her trial in 1982, Marianne claimed that she shot Grabowski in a dream state after visualizing her daughter in court. But according to…

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The mother’s act of vigilantism received enormous media attention – not only in Germany but all over the world. Marianne was dubbed “Revenge mom”, and many thought she should be acquitted at the trial. The grieving mom, who avenged the death of her beloved daughter, was widely praised and received a lot of encouragement and…

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After serving her time behind bars, Marianne emigrated to Nigeria and married a German teacher. In 1990, she got divorced and moved to Sicily, Italy. Fabig/ullstein bild via Getty Images Unfortunately, Marianne was eventually diagnosed with pancreatic cancer and moved back to her motherland and hometown, Lübeck. Her act of revenge continued to live in the…

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In an interview with Das Erste TV channel in 1995, Marianne confessed that she had shot Grabowski after careful consideration and to prevent him from spreading more lies about Anna. On 17 September 1996, Marianne passed away at a hospital in Lübeck. She wanted to die in her previous home in Sicily but never got there. Marianne…

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Instead of sleeping late, Harold rose early to feed Rusty. Instead of skipping his walk on cold days, he bundled up and let the pup tug him down the sidewalk, laughing at his clumsy enthusiasm. Instead of eating toast alone, Harold now had a bright pair of eyes watching eagerly from the floor, waiting for…

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One frigid evening in January, Harold settled into his armchair with a blanket, Rusty curled at his feet. He must have dozed off, because the next thing he knew, he was on the floor. Pain shot through his hip and leg. Panic flared. He tried to move but couldn’t. He had fallen badly, and the…

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By sheer instinct or maybe something more, Rusty managed to nose the latch loose. The door creaked open, letting in a blast of freezing air. Rusty bolted out into the night. Harold’s heart pounded with fear, imagining losing the pup too. He lay helpless, praying Rusty wouldn’t get lost. Minutes passed, and he wasn’t sure…

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