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The Criminal Number: 118267The Criminal¶s Name: Brittany Norwood
January 8, 2012Judge Robert A. Greenberg:Never in a million years would I have imagined that I would have towrite a letter on behalf of my best friend, Jayna Troxel Murray,whose life was violently ripped away from her way too soon.I have been best friends with Jayna since we were 8 years old. Wegrew up in Richmond Texas together just down the street from oneanother. She was the sister that I never had, but always wanted. Shewas a big part of my family, and will forever be. Growing up withJayna was an adventure, full of fun and laughs, and full of memoriesthat I hold close to my heart. Jayna·s heart was so full of love,happiness, and generosity. She never met a stranger or a person shedidn·t like. Jayna has the biggest heart I have ever known, and shewould do anything for anyone! She would give you the clothes off her back or her shoes off her feet if you needed them.Jayna was the type of person you could talk to about anything, goodor bad. She was always supportive and positive and genuinely caredabout what you had to say. She was a true friend, who not onlycared about you but she cared about your family and what wasgoing on in your life. Jayna loved you for you and all that was a partof you. Jayna put her heart and soul into everything shedid«athletics, dancing, education, work, traveling, friends andfamily. She has taught me so much about life, and I now live my lifewith the motto, ´What Would Jayna Doµ! I miss my friend everyday. Imiss her hugs. I miss her encouraging words. I miss her smile. And Imiss that laugh you could pick out of a crowd.When I was in college I took a semester off because of family issues.I remember when I told Jayna what I was going to do she was soworried and concerned that she came right over to her parent·shouse, whom I was actually living with at the time, across town, inthe middle of the night. She wanted to first make sure I was alright
 
and that everything was going to be okay. Then I remember hertelling me how important getting my college degree was and thatshe was really worried that I would not go back and finish.Education was extremely important to Jayna. She was relieved whenI went back the next semester. A true friend does something likethat, and Jayna is the only one out of my friends who showed thattype of care. I will never forget that.Jayna·s death has shaken me to the core. I now question people Iwork with, when I never did before. I do not trust people, especiallythose I do not really know. I can only imagine the fear that Jaynafaced the night of March 11, 2011. What I read throughout the trialmade me physically sick. To know that Jayna fought and begged forher life while she was struck over and over and over, 311 times! Itsickens me what my friend had to live through. Jayna did notdeserve this, nobody deserves to have their life taken away,especially as violent as it was for my friend. My friend was doingsomething good for someone she trusted, going back becausesomeone forgot her purse and that is how she was repaid«to bescared, tortured, beaten, strangled and stabbed to death while begging for her life and for it to stop!Jayna·s death has restored my faith in God. I talk to Him more than Iever have. My husband and 2 year old son are now looking for achurch to attend on a regular basis. I pray daily for peace to findJayna·s family and friends. I pray for the safety of my husband, sonand myself. I pray for the safety of those I know and love. I pray formy son to grow up and find his ´Jayna-friendµ in life.I no longer have a best friend who I can call on the phone. I nolonger have a best friend to be excited about seeing when she comeshome to Houston. I no longer have a best friend who I can share the joy of her wedding day with. I no longer have a best friend who I cansee and welcome her children into the world. I no longer have a bestfriend who my son can really get to know and love. Jayna willforever be my best friend, and I know that I will get to see her againwhen she greets me in Heaven, but I want her back here.
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