and around about 3:00 in the morning, i heard four gunshots. which went through the door behind which reeva steenkamp was standing, said the prosecutor. he brought the door to court, bullet holes all along. and then the states ballistic experts described how, shut by, shut through that door, oscar took reeva s life. most probably, it will gonna leave us when she was in a position between the door in the toilet seat. that shot shatters rivas hip. she fell back onto a magazine stand. but her hands up in a futile attempt to protect him serve, as a tech and round pass through our upper right arm. the third shot, missed, but the fourth, one struck her in the head. if we look at her defensive position, it s like if you see in this position, what a wound on her left hand, just between
modest good manners, a man with good works. irresistible, of course endorsements in all he was almost interestedly wealthy, and certainly a list for glorious eight months. and then, four bullets in close range through a closed door. a woman was dead, and the myth of the blade runner was blown away. it was 3:20 am, on february 14th 2013th. valentine s day. when police arrived at oscar s house, he told them a harrowing story. oscar pistorius, according to him, has suffered death threats. he has been a victim of serious and violent crimes. the dark side of wealth and fame, he said, which is why you always kept a pistol in hand.
he seemed to have a great deal of fear, reasonable or not, of people breaking into his house. one day when i was with him, we came back into the house, and he said, by the way, there was a noise in the house last night. and i thought it was an intruder, and i came downstairs with my gun. armed and afraid, a dangerous combination. the account oscar gave the night he shot reeva seemed very telling, but his portrayal himself was a far cry from the heroic blade runner. i heard a noise in the bathroom. i felt a sense of terror rushing over me. i believe that someone had entered my house. i was too scared to switch a light on. i ground my nine millimeter pistol from underneath my bed. i fired shots at the toilet door and shouted for her to phone the police. i was still too scared to switch on the light. too scared to switch on a light! , but not too scared to pull the trigger on a pistol, as
couldn t hear anything. so i shouted. i kept on shouting for reeva to phone the police. and i lock the door, and i flung the door open and i throw it open. and i sat over reeva, and i cried. she wasn t breathing. south africa does not have a jury system, so oscar s testimony was for an audience of one, the judge will determine oscar s guilt or innocence. and five months later, on judgment day finally arrived, mr. perez sorriest the standup the judge made it clear she believed oscar. it was a genuine mistake as he thought he was shooting at an intruder behind the toilet door. the accused is found not guilty,
outsiders for dating you, and be attacked by you, the one person i deserve protection from. but oscar s lawyer said the tax were nothing more than a lovers spat. so, what really happened that night? well, only one person survived, and he oscar pistorius himself took the stand off camera to tell the world his version. i heard a window open in the bathroom. i thought that there was a burglar that was gaining entry into my home. the first thing that runs through my mind was that i needed to arm myself. that i needed to protect reeve and i, and that i needed to get my gun. and then i heard a noise from inside the toilet. what i perceive to be somebody coming out of the toilet. before i know with, i fired four shots at the door. my ears were ringing, i couldn t hear anything. before i know with, i fired four shots at the door. my ears were ringing, i