Leaves a blank canvas. Police zero in on three students. The dead girls friends. Texting her on the phone. Shes weirding me out. Her boyfriend. He had daggers, knives. Swords. Who collects that kind of stuff . Reporter there was the guy always hoping to get her attention. Soon a dark picture begins to develop. Thats why this whole thing happened. A portrait of the artist as a young killer. Theres an evil in there. Italy, texas. Spelled just like the country. But they pronounce it itly. She drew a butterfly in her art class when she was in elementary school. And all the little girls are like, oh, thats so good. Draw me one. Draw me one. Reporter her name was Samantha Michelle nance, but everybody called her shelley. And her mother, cynthia, loves to tell this story about her. Everybody was just so impressed with her butterfly that she said, well, i think im gonna be an artist cause i think i can do this. You know . So she just started honing her her artistic talent from that point. She
He had daggers. Knives. Swords. Who collects that kind of stuff . Reporter there was the guy always hoping to get her attention. Trying to corner her in the hallways at school. Texting her on the phone. Weirding me out. Reporter but maybe the brutality of the crime pointed to the roommate. Something like a lover would do. Reporter revealing the coldest and most complicated of killers. You know theres evil in there. Reporter im lester holt, and this is dateline. Heres Keith Morrison with infatuation. Reporter once there was a quiet, little girl in a quiet, little town who liked to draw. She drew the butterflies that floated, quiet like her, around italy, texas. Spelled just like the country. But they pronounce it itly. She drew a butterfly in her art class when she was in elementary school. And all the little girls are like, oh, thats so good. Draw me one. Draw me one. Reporter her name was Samantha Michelle nance, but everybody called her shelley. And her mother, cynthia, loves to tell
Swords. Who collects that kind of stuff . Reporter there was the guy always hoping to get her attention. Trying to corner her in the hallways at school. Texting her on the phone. Weirding me out. Reporter but maybe the brutality of the crime pointed to the roommate. Something like a lover would do. Reporter revealing the coldest and most complicated of killers. You know theres evil in there. Reporter im lester holt, and this is dateline. Heres Keith Morrison with infatuation. Reporter once there was a quiet, little girl in a quiet, little town who liked to draw. She drew the butterflies that floated, quiet like her, around italy, texas. Spelled just like the country. But they pronounce it itly. She drew a butterfly in her art class when she was in elementary school. And all the little girls are like, oh, thats so good. Draw me one. Draw me one. Reporter her name was Samantha Michelle nance, but everybody called her shelley. And her mother, cynthia, loves to tell this story about her. E
Knives. Swords. Who collects that kind of stuff . Reporter there was the guy always hoping to get her attention. Trying to corner her in the hallways at school. Texting her on the phone. Weirding me out. Reporter but maybe the brutality of the crime pointed to the roommate. Something like a lover would do. Reporter revealing the coldest and most complicated of killers. You know theres evil in there. Reporter im lester holt, and this is dateline. Heres Keith Morrison with infatuation. Reporter once there was a quiet, little girl in a quiet, little town who liked to draw. She drew the butterflies that floated, quiet like her, around italy, texas. Spelled just like the country. But they pronounce it itly. She drew a butterfly in her art class when she was in elementary school. And all the little girls are like, oh, thats so good. Draw me one. Draw me one. Reporter her name was Samantha Michelle nance, but everybody called her shelley. And her mother, cynthia, loves to tell this story abou
Police zero in. Shes like, hes really weirding me out. Reporter but maybe the brutality of the crime pointed to the roommate. Something like a lover would do. A spurned lover. Absolutely. And she could well have been that spurned lover . Oh, yes. She sure could have. Sorry a dark picture begins to develop. Portrait of an artist as a young killer. You know theres evil in there. Reporter once there was a quiet, little girl in a quiet, little town who liked to draw. She drew the butterflies that floated, quiet like her, around italy, texas. Spelled just like the country. But they pronounce it itly. She drew a butterfly in her art class when she was in elementary school. And all the little girls are like, oh, thats so good. Draw me one. Draw me one. Reporter her name was Samantha Michelle nance, but everybody called her shelley. And her mother, cynthia, loves to tell this story about her. Everybody was just so impressed with her butterfly that she said, well, i think im gonna be an artist