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In 1978, the then 18-year-old Richard Ramirez stole a car and drove to San Francisco to meet Anton LaVey who is famous for writing the Satanic Bible and establishing the Church of Satan. Upon meeting LaVey, Richard treated him as though he was something holy. LaVey would later say of him, ‘’I thought Richard was very nice–very shy. I liked him.’’

Once Richard attended a ceremony LaVey conducted in which everyone was naked. While LaVey performed a ritual on the unclothed body of a woman, Richard felt the ice-cold hand of Satan touch him and he felt his ominous presence. After the ceremony, he promptly called his mother and begged her to pray for him. 

,,Haven't been getting much letters recently. Alot of people stop writing all of a sudden".

I don't feel sad for anyone, even him, but it's truly sad that he had such a life.

This is how I heard of Richard Ramirez: there are two stories but I’ll tell this one first. My family (mother, aunts, uncles, grandma) used live in LA during this time and the first picture seen is the house and the second one would be the backyard. It was a duplex house so it was 3 in one, my mom and grandma +uncles in one house, my aunt and her husband in the other. In 2018 my grandma moved to another location, the house was sold and renovated.

My mom was around 12 or 13 when this happened, my aunt was in her early 20s

Everyone in the house was asleep, the main door was open but the black see through door was closed and locked. Everyone awoke to the noise of the gate shaking, when they took a look, they were shocked and scared at what was at the gate, my aunts saw a tall, thin, dressed in all black, Hispanic man trying to get the gate to open, they figured it was the nightstalker, the serial killer terrozing LA. They’re first reaction was to call the police or get my aunts husband to get his gun. But before any of that could happen, these junkies walk by the neighborhood probably high but that’s when the nightstalker let go of the gate, raised his hand and started waving “goodbye ! See you next weekend ! Sorry to leave so late !” (Those weren’t his exact words but he was basically saying bye and that he’ll see them next week or something) then he ran away and left.

Now for story #2

These were my moms aunts (3 of them)

This was in a park down in Irvine

Three of my mother’s aunts were at a park sitting on a picnic table talking. Not too far away, they see, again, a tall, thin, wearing all black, but this time with crooked, rotten, messed up teeth, Hispanic man who was looking at them, smiling at them while he unzipped his pants and started exposing himself to them. They were disturbed and creeped out so they decided to walk away but as soon as they got up, he got up too and started following them, they got really scared so they ran to their car and drove home.

She was saying how scared she was as well as everyone else in the house, they were even scared to sleep. They even kept checking on everyone else in the duplex to see if he was prying their gate open.

ALLEGEDLY !!!

Richard Ramirez was allegedly, a woman named Brandie’s babysitter all throughout late 1983-1984. (8 months)

She explained in the interview she had with a channel called “Bizarre Bazaar” that she had met Richard Ramirez when she was about 6-7 years old.

“She (Brandie’s mother) saw him, she went up to him and asked him if he would like to earn some money”

He had agreed to the job and was apparently always in time and he worked really well. Brandie claims that he was always very nice and polite with her, he would ask her if she had done her homework and would even help her with her homework. She also mentioned he would talk to her in a playful manner and would always sound cheerful as well as offering to play board games or read a book. She also recalled him to be a quiet guy.

“He was different around me”

“I think with me, he was a different person, to me he was Richard, he was Richie”

Brandie also recalls that he would stay for dinner or make dinner for the family and how he would use the shower, he was very well liked by her mother and would hug him. He would also take naps on the couch.

She also remembers that he would start watching the news around 7 or 8 and how he would even speak of the Nightstalker and would say

“I wonder when the Nightstalker will strike again”

In 1985, when Ramirez was arrested, Brandie and her mother went to see him, all he could say was “sorry”.

In later years, Brandie, now an adult decided to visit him in San Quentin.

So what do you guys think ? Fake or real ?

(I linked this video on my page before, I just wanted to elaborate on it b/c I found it to be interesting, though, I’m not sure if it’s real)

Here are some more photos of women that would write to Richard Ramirez. The one on the right is Misty. Misty was on a documentary explaining her experience in meeting the nightstalker and how she was once in love with him.

They corresponded through the mail, he would ask her perverted questions such as

“do you shave your p*ssy ? I like a clean, shaven p*ssy”

Misty had said that she thought he was ‘hot’ and knew he killed people but didn’t care. She claimed to have a “sexual fantasy” type of relationship with him. She continued to explain how he wanted to tie her up, gag, and blind fold her. She resumed with talking about his looks but with concluding that Ramirez may have been ‘hot’ back then but in more recent years, he looked like a ‘shark’.

“If you look at him in the eyes, it’s like a shark before it bites you”

Misty claimed that her first visit (and last) was a very “interesting” one. She was nervous, she recalls that they talked and then all of a sudden he leaned back in his chair, started buttoning his shirt and exposed himself to Misty.

Kelly Banaski was a women who wrote to Richard Ramirez while he was in San Quentin. Once during a phone call, she asked him if she would have “fit the bill” for him to kill her, he stayed quiet for a moment then all of a sudden started laughing and said

“if the circumstances were right. Did you expect me to say ? Of course I would have ! You aren’t special, do you think we’re friends, Kelly ?”

All while still laughing at her

Goes to show that they never really change...

I also put the link to the podcast where Kelly tells the story, it’s an hour long but worth the listen, I skipped around it.

Kelly Banaski was a women who wrote to Richard Ramirez while he was in San Quentin. Once during a phone call, she asked him if she would have “fit the bill” for him to kill her, he stayed quiet for a moment then all of a sudden started laughing and said

“if the circumstances were right. Did you expect me to say ? Of course I would have ! You aren’t special, do you think we’re friends, Kelly ?”

All while still laughing at her

Goes to show that they never really change...

I also put the link to the podcast where Kelly tells the story, it’s an hour long but worth the listen, I skipped around it.

Witness statements on the day Serial Killer, Richard Ramirez was apprehended, August 30th, 1985

(1/10) "He turned and saw a man land on a car hood after jumping from the freeway barrier. He wasn't wearing a shirt (???) and was carrying a bag. 'He looked like he was very tired', said Areas. 'He was sweating. I didn't see him for very long. He ran down the alley."

(2/10) "She first heard her Doberman [...] growling behind her house. It was 8:15am [...]. She saw a man dressed in a black shirt and pants with dark sunglasses (???) lurking near her son's truck. He said to the dog, 'Shut up! I'm tired,' she said. 'The man was huffing and puffing and his hair was all wet with sweat'. The man jumped another fence."

(3/10) "Salvador spotted the man just east of his home. 'I saw this man dressed in black. He looked very nervous. He was looking from left to right and behind him'."

(4/10) "A little before 9am, Bonnie Navarro answered a knock on the door to find a tired, sweating man standing on her porch. She said the man motioned with both hands against his throat and he asked her in a deep voice for a drink of water. [...] She recognized him instantly. She covered her eyes with her hands and screamed, 'It's the killer! It's the killer!' [...] 'And I slammed the door. I guess I scared him. He ran away.' Her son called police."

(5/10) "He came across a woman in a parked, copper colored Oldsmobile. 'He pulled a knife on the lady (???). He said, give me the car'. She yelled, 'Help'. Benavidez, joined by another man, chased the man down a graffiti-lined alley."

(6/10) "At the end of the block, Ramirez hopped a 6-foot high brick wall into a yard on Percy Street. 'El matador! El matador!' - the killer, the killer, Maria Cortez yelled from her front porch. Her son, nephew, and a neighbor chased Ramirez, one swinging a large pair of shears"

(7/10) "Ramirez jumped over a fence into the backyard of Pinon, who was working on his red 1965 Mustang. [...] The car's motor was running. A tall, dark haired figure leaped into the Mustang. 'Hey, get out of there,' said Pinon. He (Ramirez) said, 'No, I have a gun.' As Pinon jumped into the car, Ramirez shifted into reverse. Pinon began struggling with Ramirez over the wheel as his feet were dragged along the grassy yard. The Mustang reversed into the driveway, slammed into the wall, then lurched forward and crashed into a tree. The driver's door swung open and Ramirez fell out of the car. Ramirez hurdled the gate of Pinon's home then ran towards a cooper-colored Granada."

(8/10) "Angelica De La-Torre was just starting the car when a man grabbed her and pulled her out. 'I saw his eyes, and I knew it was him', she said. Jośe Burgoin had been watering his plants across the street. [...] He managed to pull Ramirez from the car, and the two men tumbled to the ground. Manual De La-Torre, Angelica's husband, pulled a street rod from his chain-linked fence and went for Ramirez, striking him on the back of the head. Ramirez fled west with De La-Torre and Burgoin in pursuit. James and Julio Burgoin also gave chase."

(9/10) "Suddenly the fugitive seemed to run out of gas. 'He kind of stopped,' James Burgoin said. James reached him first and unloaded with his right fist. De La-Torre struck the back of Ramirez's head once or twice with the metal rod."

(10/10) "Terrified, panting, dripping sweat, Ramirez ran and stumbled through the streets of the Hollenbeck district, begging for water at one house and abandoning a knapsack at another. Everywhere he turned, alert eyes followed. Four people stood over Ramirez as he slumped bleeding against a chain-linked fence until sheriff's deputies arrived to handcuff the man they had sought for six months as the slayer of 16 people."

NOTE: I'm not too sure on the legitimacy of some of the witnesses' claims, such as Ramirez being shirtless or his donning sunglasses (which were later found in his locker) and his pulling a knife out on a lady as no knife was mentioned by the arresting deputies, so take some of the more minute details with a grain of salt. Article published September 1, 1985, 'Fugitive Takes a Road to Nowhere'.