Waiting to Be Heard: A Memoir

Waiting to Be Heard: A Memoir

Amanda Knox

Language: English

Pages: 496

ISBN: 0062217216

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


In March 2015, the Supreme Court of Italy exonerated Amanda Knox, author of the New York Times bestselling memoir Waiting To Be Heard. In an afterward to this newly issued paperback edition, Amanda updates readers on her life since 2011, introduces the individuals who helped her persevere as her case continued through the Italian courts, and shares her plans for helping others who have also been wrongfully convicted.

In November 2007, 20 year-old Amanda Knox had only been studying in Perugia, Italy, for a few weeks when her friend and roommate, British student Meredith Kercher, was murdered. The investigation made headlines around the world, and Amanda's arrest placed her at the center of a media firestorm. After an extremely controversial trial, she was convicted of murder in 2009. She spent four years in an Italian prison until a new court, which appointed independent experts to review the prosecution’s DNA evidence, affirmatively found her innocent in 2011.  She returned home to Seattle, Washington.

But just when Amanda thought her legal nightmare had ended, it began all over again. In March 2013, Italy’s highest court annulled the acquittal and sent the case to the lower courts for further proceedings. Even though no new evidence was introduced against her, Amanda was found guilty and sentenced to 28½ years in prison in January, 2014.  This decision was overturned by the Italian Supreme Court, which exonerated her of the murder charge.

In Waiting to Be Heard, Amanda speaks about what it was like to find herself imprisoned in a foreign country for a crime she did not commit, and how much she relied on the unwavering support of her family and friends, many of whom made extraordinary sacrifices on her behalf. Waiting to Be Heard is an unflinching, heartfelt coming-of-age narrative like no other—now with a new afterword, in which Amanda describes the heart-stopping final twists in her fight for freedom, and her hopes for the future.

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other way to get where I was going. Shaky’s apartment was tiny and cramped with ­people. He took me to his bedroom to wait while he went off to do something. After a few minutes, he came back with a beer for me. I said, “If you don’t take me home right now I’m going to walk.” Luckily for me, since it was an empty threat, he shrugged, turned around, and we left. When we got to my driveway I climbed off the scooter without saying good-­bye and stormed inside. I was angry, and bursting

put on protective blue shoe covers. I hadn’t been back in our apartment since Meredith’s body was discovered and the Postal Police had ordered us outside. Tingling with fear, I never thought to reprise my “ta-­dah” from the day before. My heart was bolting out of my chest as I walked inside, where it seemed as if every inanimate household object—­the bowl on the kitchen counter, the couch in the living room—­were witnesses to Meredith’s death. I tried not to touch anything. The police told me

few impersonal supplies that came in the garbage bag I was handed the first night and a few utilitarian items from the nuns’ closet—­sheets and a stiff bath towel. I was determined to make do. The idea of getting comfortable was terrifying. Mom begged me to tell her what I needed. “To leave this place,” I said. But knowing I couldn’t, I asked for a ­couple of pairs of underwear and a few T-­shirts. A guard gave me an order form for groceries and other basics—­ranging from salt to sewing

looked up at the TV and noticed a breaking news report. There was now a fourth suspect, and an international manhunt for him had been launched. The police didn’t say who the suspect was or how this person fit into the murder scenario they’d imagined, only that they’d found a bloody handprint on Meredith’s pillowcase that wasn’t mine, Patrick’s, or Raffaele’s. The news rattled me, but it also gave me hope. Maybe this meant the police hadn’t completely given up trying to find the truth. For

Meredith said Amanda left certain objects in the bathroom?” “Yes, actually I saw these objects myself,” Robyn responded. “In the bathroom there was a beauty case with condoms and a vibrator and other objects. Meredith told us it was a little strange, she felt uncomfortable, because Amanda had left them where anyone could see them.” “So it was Meredith who told you what was in the beauty case?” Mignini prompted her. “Yes,” Robyn answered. “Was Meredith irritated with Amanda over

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