Yea, got this weird school assignment. I take Forensics and ironically enough, were dissecting frogs! I had to do a report on Jeffrey Dahmer. A serial killer who was just plain freaky...
Well here it is:

Jeffrey Dahmer
Jeffrey Dahmer was born on May 21, 1960. He lived a good health childhood with his parents, Lionel and Joyce Dahmer. Jeff had a love for how things worked and how some things sounded as they clashed together. He loved to have pets and later owned a fish until he was sentenced to prison. As a boy he had a dog named Frisky which he loved most of all.
When Jeff was four, his dad was cleaning out from under the house and ended up raking out some old bones from some small animals. Jeff was fascinated by how the bones sounded as they hit the bottom of the bucket. His dad just put it off as a "curiosity thing" and didn't think twice about it. When Jeff was six he had a double hernia and needed surgery. Jeffrey had supposedly never quite got over the whole idea of people he did not know digging inside of him and not really informing him of what was going on had seriously scared his subconscious.
When he was six years old, his mom gave birth to a baby boy. Jeff's parents let him name his brother and he named new little brother David. Jeff grew up as a little boy incredible shy. Naming his brother had helped him a little bit but he was always to himself, and walked alone. He was said to not really have any friends except a boy named Lee, which he had developed a close friendship with around the age of seven. Jeff never really got close with his brother, really only knowing of David's existence in his life.
By age ten, Jeff began to epirament with dead animals. This was when his darker side came out. He began bleaching chicken bones with acid, decapitating rodents, and he even nailed a dog's carcass to a tree. He had decapitated the dogs head and staked it into the ground. He did these things in his back yard, in the privacy of the woods. When Jeff was fifteen and he had his driving license, he would drive around looking for road kill to experiment on. Though people believed he tortured his victims or the animals, he did not. He simply killed them. His enthrallment was with dead creatures.
At age fourteen, Jeff began having his fantasies about killing guys and having sex with the dead body. He first put that fantasy into reality after he picked up a hitch hiker at age eighteen. He brought the hitch hiker, Steven Hicks, home with him. After having sex and drinking beer, Steven wanted to leave. Jeff found the idea unbearable so he picked up a barbell and smashed in Steven's head. He got rid of the body by cutting it up into pieces, wrapping them in garbage bags, and burying them in the woods in his back yard.
Jeff attended Ohio State University at age eighteen but flunked out after one semester. So at age nineteen, he joined the Army. Not being able to kill anybody, the German police was suspicious of him (he was stationed in Germany), and being discharged for drinking excessively finally set him in a mood that he knew what he would do with his life. When he got home, he dug up Steven's corpse and pounded it with a sledge hammer until he had tiny pieces and goo. Satisfied, he scattered the remains throughout the woods.
From his first murder in 1978 to his last in 1991, he pretty much continued to pick up victims off the street, from gay bars, and bathhouses. He would then lure his victims to his apartment by offering them money to pose for pictures or to just sit and drink beer and watch gay porn videos. He then drugged them, strangled them, did his necrophilia fetishes, then cut the bodies up and dispose of them in various ways. If he wanted, he would keep a victims head or other body part as a souvenir.
One of the most bizarre things Jeff did was he tried to make living sex-toys would obey his every command. He would drug his victim, drill a hole in there head and pour hot water or acid into the hole in an attempt to destroy there conscious will. He failed every time. Jeff was eventually caught and trialed for his murders. He had confessed to about sixteen murders, but only counted for twelve. He was given a minimum of nine hundred and thirty-six years in jail. He didn't stay in that long before a fellow prison buddy took an iron bar from the exercise gym to his head. One blow was all it took to cave in his skull. Jeff had started to read the bible after being put in jail in 1991. He wanted to become spiritually pure and try to make up for his sins. No one knows if he went to Heaven or not. So his tombstone has a cross wrapped with a black rose and saying no more then:
"Jeffrey Dahmer
Serial Killer
1960 - 1994"

So yea, let me know if I should do anything with this report before I turn it in Friday (December 5). I'll take all the help I can get!