Title

Casper (1857-1897)

Abstract

I was born in Switzerland on September 28, 1857, to my parents Casper and Maria and I have one brother, Robert. Yes, my name is the same as my father's. I have moved to Wisconsin in the city of Milwaukee thinking I would have a better life. In my life growing up with my parents, we were not rich, but we tried our best to keep going in life. I later worked in labor work as that's the only job I could do.

As the years went by, I met a lovely girl named Maria and we matched, so perfectly. Of course, she and I got married as she was my supporter, and I was hers. She and I never had kids as we were so focused on working hard as money was still low for both of us. I felt as if I had failed as a husband who doesn’t seem to be taking care of their wife. I was 39 years old, and I went for a walk to try to clear my mind, but my thoughts kept getting louder and louder. I felt very worthless and committed suicide. Peace finally seemed to have ended that day on May 28, 1897.

But I’m not at peace, my body was possibly given to a medical university which means they took me out from my resting place for research. Or my final burial place could have been covered by a road, but in the end, it is lost. In my resting place, there are many other people who have their own story and background that has been forgotten. The cemetery that should have been left alone and respected is now being destroyed and desecrated.

Note

Fictive Narrative

Date

November 5, 2025

Creator

Paola a sophomore high school student