Bruce David Daniels
When I was 29 years old, I was a single mom to two rambunctious, misbehaved, humorous, silly boys. My ex husband left for prison when I was two months pregnant with my youngest to serve a ten year sentence for involuntary manslaughter.
To say I had struggles would be putting it lightly. To say I was depressed, hopeless, and feeling completely undeserving of the two little souls I was given to nurture and teach to become men would be a complete gloss over. But, as much of a douche bag as my ex husband was, he never raised a hand to me, beat me, or raped me. Unfortunately, Rachel Susan Miller was not so lucky.
“Yeah, I wanted to make it work, you know? I loved her. Things just got out of control I guess and she took my kids. I had no idea where she ran off to or why. I provided for her and she took off one night when I came home. Bags packed, said she was leaving and walked out with the kids. I figured she would come back like always but she didn’t. That was around her birthday of that year. I told her as she left I would find her. I told her.”
(Bruce David Daniels, in his police interview after the murder of his ex wife Rachel.)
So many women that are caught up in the cycle of domestic abuse give up. They continue to take abuse doled out to them with the hope that “this will be the last time”. Some, as we all know, even sacrifice their children to the cycle of hate and mistreatment that they themselves have grown accustomed to. All in the name of love. Because, someday, it’s going to get better.
And then there are those few who fight their way out. Leaving behind all that they know, own, and are familiar with. These few brave finally come to the conclusion that it WILL NOT get better. So they run. In hopes that they are able to run long and far enough so as to never cross paths with the demons that have beaten them down.
Rachel Susan Miller went above and beyond getting out. She not only ran, but was able to let her guard down and realize that there are REAL men out there. Real men worthy of her love and the love of her children. A man deserving of her hand in marriage and the promise of a new life to come.
DANIELS: No. I stayed still. I felt bad again so I made love to her again but all this blood was coming from her vagina so I stopped.
WALTERS: Did you know she was pregnant, yes or no?
DANIELS: I thought she was lying.
That’s right, Rachel was six weeks pregnant with a baby boy, the result of her happy marriage to a man she trusted and knew to be nothing like Bruce Daniels. Not only did Rachel have the balls to pick up and leave her ex husband, but she also became active in the fight against Domestic Violence.
One month and 2 days before Bruce David Daniels brutally raped, beat, and stomped her to death, Rachel Susan Miller wrote this advice for other women, which was posted as note on the Facebook page “STOP GIVING WOMEN BEATERS A SLAP ON THE WRIST. DOMESTIC VIOLENCE KILLS.” Click Here to read, in her own words, how passionate she was in the hopes of saving another woman from the hell she had been through.
Rachel Miller found the courage to leave, to start over, to not lay down and die. To not let her son and daughter fall victim to the madman that was their father. On April 16th 2000, Bruce Daniels found his way back into Rachel’s life. Like the lowlife that he is, he had used her social security number, drivers license, and date of birth to track her down via the internet. For two weeks he stalked her, watching her every move, memorizing the times she would be alone. The fact that she had a house alarm that was used religiously did nothing to deter him.
DANIELS: Yeah, under the house, behind the house is a wood deck. The cat that she stole from me ran under there when it saw me so I looked under there for it and behind some piles of dirt was this little window that probably led to the basement. Nobody thinks about them kind of things.
So there Rachel was. At home, watching Friends, happy and secure in the safe environment she was finally able to secure for her children and herself. But all that came crashing down when Bruce Daniels decided to take it away. She heard him coming up through the basement.
Once she saw that it was in fact him, she once again ran. Ran just like she had two years prior from this animal. Only this time, she wasn’t able to run far. He found her upstairs, crouched in a closet, having an asthma attack no doubt brought on by the fact that her nightmares had just become reality.
For the next few hours, Rachel was subjected to nothing short of torture. Beaten, raped, strangled, raped again. It went on for what must have been an eternity for her. And in the background, her new husbands voice on the answering machine letting her know he’d be home late.
DANIELS: She stopped making noises after I hit her a few times, so I stand her up and lean her against the fridge and smashed the back of her head where I hit her with the wrench into the fridge till I got tired. Blood was fucking everywhere man. I was like holy shit, how much blood do people got in them?
Bruce Daniels continue to beat the hell out of Rachel. He attempted to rape her one last time, but apparently the baby that she was losing caused so much blood to pour out of her that he lost interest. Shortly after that, and between a few more beatings, he grabbed a hammer off the counter and struck her so hard in the chest that it broke the metal part off. Grabbing a screwdriver and holding it to her neck as she lay there motionless, he realized rather than stay and kill her husband, maybe it was time to leave. And he did.
Click Here to view the actual interview he gave police, of which there are brief excerpts throughout this story. As horrid as it is, please read it if you are able. Rachel Miller’s story deserves to be told, even if it is through the words of this disgusting creature that ultimately took her life.
At the last minute, Bruce Daniels plead guilty to the murder of Rachel Susan Miller to receive life in prison. He was never formally punished or held accountable for Christopher Miller, the six week old baby that lost his life during the torture and rape of his mother. Please Click Here to read the transcript of the hearing where Bruce Daniels changed his plea to guilty, as I cannot possibly with my own words, do justice to the absolute lack of humanity of this man’s plea of guilty.
So, Bruce Daniels was given a life sentence for the horrendous crimes he committed. His confession held fast that even though, yes, he beat his wife, and yes, he “made love to her”, he was not directly responsible for her death as she was still breathing when he left her. Makes your stomach curl don’t it?
Alas, Rachel’s life ending a few days shy of her 30th birthday was not to be the last act of tragedy for this heroic family. Her son, 12 year old Tyler, committed suicide in 2001. Unable to come to terms with the murder of his mother by his biological father and terrified that he would one day turn out to be the same kind of monster, he took his own life.
I’m far from a religious person, but from the moment I read this story, I have, in my own way, prayed for this family. For the beautiful souls that were taken far too soon, for the daughter left behind, for the husband that was actually worthy of a beautiful and smart woman like Rachel.
As far as Bruce Daniels, well, my thoughts run a much darker path when I think of the atrocities he committed and the lives he stole from the world, much less their family. If there truly is a hell, I would issue this piece of shit a one way ticket, smiling and waving the whole time.
This Story Was Written And Submitted By Katrina, A Long Time Reader Of PYSIH. This is her first story for us, and it has affected me like few stories ever have.
Bruce David Daniels is as cowardly a son of a bitch as you’re likely to run across. Everything he did to Rachel Susan Miller, and his incredibly lack of remorse afterwards, made me want to hate him more and more.
Bruce David Daniels’ interview with police was so emotionless and cold, he might as well have been detailing for cops how he rebuilt a Chevy small block V8. No regret. No remorse. Not even a hint that he was sorry for the pain he caused not only Rachel, but his two children too. For him, every action he took that fateful day was entirely justified. She was his wife after all.
But the most annoying, spiteful thing he repeatedly did throughout his interrogation was to use the phrase “making love to my wife” to describe the vicious rape of Rachel Susan Miller. Every time I read those words my teeth would clench just a little bit more and my hands would shake just a tiny bit more. By the time I was done working on this story, I was very angry at Bruce Daniels.
And to the end, he denied he was responsible for her death. As far as he was concerned, he didn’t do it, because she was still breathing and making sounds when he left her for dead. Un-fucking-believable!
DANIELS: Yeah, but I had to go far away because I ain’t dumb man. Nobody would believe me that I went to just fucking talk to her and that I just lost my temper. I found out when I got arrested in these parts that she died for some reason.
For some reason? Nooo, you’re not a dumb man Bruce. Not at all.
EVANS: Did you share with anyone that she died two days ago?
DANIELS: No, I only found out when I got arrested. That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you people. She was not dead when I left so that means I did not kill her. Lock me up for beating her up because I lost my temper but I didn’t kill her so I did not murder her and won’t tell anyone that. You, family, friends, nobody. Okay? I didn’t fucking kill her.
Sure, you’re hands are clean Bruce. She must have had a heart condition or some shit. I mean, what kind of person can’t take countless punches to the head and face, strangling and massive hemorrhaging from a miscarriage caused by sexual assault and not live. The guilty plea reads:
…struck Rachel Susan Miller, repeatedly on various parts of her body, with a hammer, a wrench, your fists and your feet, causing profuse bleeding, and multiple fractures on April 13, 2000, which led to her death and that of a six week fetus on April 26, 2000…
Yep, you’re off the hook Bruce – You fucking moron.
But for me, the worst part was the fact that this animal, this subhuman neanderthal, was allowed to cop a plea to save his life. A jury should have decided his fate, and I believe they would have taken no time at all to give him the death penalty. But if you give this kind a coward a way out, he’ll take it every time. Bruce was no exception.
The Bruce Millers of the world make me sick to my stomach. I don’t know if it’s their arrogance, their ignorance, their cowardice, or their downright stupidity that gets to me the most, but I feel that anyone who removes a guy like this from the world should be hailed as a hero.
I pride myself on my self control – it took me years to master a very bad temper – and I seldom let people get under my skin, but whenever I read about another case like this, I lose it. I want to hurt this cocksucker.
Does this make me a bad person? I don’t know, and honestly, I don’t care. I’m not a saint after all, just another flawed human being….
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