Jamies Journal, Dennis H. Gordon [cat reading book TXT] 📗

Part 1

In the winter of 1997, a series of unsolved serial murders took place on the campus of a major university in

the southern United States. Fourteen years later in February of 2011 the remnants of a diary were

recovered from an undisclosed location by a private investigator who had been hired by the family of one of

the victims.  

What follows are the relevant transcription entries from the pages of that diary. 

Nothing has been censored, edited or redacted. 

It had been determined that the young woman who had kept this diary was 22 year old Jamie Lee Collins. A

student of the aforementioned university.  

Jamie Collins went missing on February 8th 1997. She was considered to be the sixth and final victim of the

serial killer though her body had never been recovered. The killings mysteriously ended after her

disappearance.  

The murders went unsolved and are now considered to be "Cold Case Files" by the local police dept. and

the Federal Bureau of Investigation.  

Some of the local and federal investigators who were interviewed before the release of this diary believed

that the killer simply moved to a new location.  

One of these investigators, who can not be named here continued the investigation on his own time and

revealed to us that in the following year (fall 1998) several murders presenting "frighteningly similar

characteristics" to the university killings began in London England.  

The only thing that is definitively known is that Jamie Collins was never seen or heard from again and the

killer was never apprehended. 

The document underwent tremendous scrutiny by FBI forensic analysts before it was released for

transcription and its authenticity is considered to be genuine. What follows is an account of her final days in

her own words. 

 

 

Jan 6th Monday 1997 

Dear Diary 

Not much to report. Christmas vacation was great. Daddy bought me a new car. 

That was pretty cool. He spoils me I know, but what can I do? He’s so proud of his little girl. 

Mom was the same, always finding fault with everything I say and do. I swore that I would get them under

the same roof for Christmas day but that plan went south pretty quick. I got to see Aunt Rachel. She flew

all the way from England to be with the family this year. I really miss her.  

I think it would help mom to have her sister around more often. I think she gets a little lonely sometimes

now that her youngest has left the nest. Gotta go, I have lots and lots of clothes to try on. Aunt Rachel

brought them all the way from Paris, London and Milan for Christmas. Shh! don’t tell anyone how spoiled I

am.  

 

Love Jamie  

 

Jan 7th Tuesday 1997  

Dear Diary  

I think I’m going to break up with Brandon soon. We are just not working out. He’s just too full of himself

and I want someone more mature. I don’t know maybe I’m being too harsh. Nah, its time, we have been

together for almost a year and the relationship is going nowhere. 

 

Love Jamie 

 

 

 

Jan 8th Wed 1997 

Dear Diary 

I spent most of the day in bed today. I got a really bad migraine after chem. class and it made me so sick.

It’s gone now, but I’m still so drained. 

 

Love Jamie  

 

 

Jan 9th Thursday 1997 

 

Dear Diary  

It slipped at lunch today that the girls are planning a surprise birthday party for me this weekend. That’s

blabbermouth Beth for you, I swear that girls mouth is open so often it’s a wonder her tongue doesn’t get

sunburned. But I must admit that the notion of a surprise party had already occurred to me. With so many

girls here at Kappa it seems like there’s a birthday party every week. And being a legacy and all it’s almost a

requirement for my sorority sisters to throw me a bash. And since my time here is almost up I’m sure it’s

going to be a good one. I hope they remember that Brandon and I broke up. I wouldn’t even want to

attend my own party if they invited him.  

 

Love Jamie  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jan 10th Friday 1997 

Dear Diary  

There was something crazy going on at the South Campus today. There were police cars everywhere and

officers stretching that yellow tape up all around Heartly Hall.  

God I hope no one killed themselves. We already had one suicide last fall some freshman got a B on a term

paper and took a swan dive form the roof of the library. I totally understand the pressure of maintaining a

good GPA, I am almost always stressed out about some test or the other but I’ll be damned if I’m gonna off

myself over a B in psych. class. Get real, it would have to be a D for me to even have my customary minage’

with my boyfriend’s Ben and Jerry for the weekend.  

 

Love Jamie 

 

 

Jan 11th Sat 1997 

Dear Diary  

I met a guy at the student union today after psych class. His name is Eric, he’s very cute.  

He asked me for my number and being the slut that I am I gave it to him. HA! Just kidding I don’t even

know what I would do if he asked me out.  

 

Love Jamie 

 

 

Jan 12th Sunday 1997 

Dear Diary 

Well he called but I don’t think I’m gonna go out with him. I couldn’t tell just by looking at him but he’s just

a freshman and I’m just not sure if I really want to be with anyone right now anyway. Besides, I know

exactly what would happen. He would fall in love with me, profess his undying devotion and start talking

about living together and how he wants to have my babies and all of that tedious annoying crap. Then I

would have to say things like “Oh my God! You are not in love with me, you just think you are.” and “I need

some space” and “I think we should see other people” in a vain effort to get him to break up with me or

start seeing someone else.  

But then he would get all clingy trying to change my mind with over the top romantic gestures in a

desperate attempt to salvage whatever little perfect fantasy he had built in his mind about our lifelong

future together. And then I would have to say something like “Oh my God! What happened to your

backbone and your dignity? Were they missing all along and I just didn’t notice?” Then he would get all hurt

and become a woman hater because of the mean hot girl who broke his heart freshmen year. Then he

would go on a weeklong drinking binge with his bros. And one night when he was wasted, after a spirited

game of beer pong, he would decide he was gay all along. Then he would go through the same drama with

some hot guy. I just don’t want to put either one of us through that dumpster fire. So you see, I’m

actually being kind and gentle by sparing him all that pain. Or maybe it’s just because he’s too short. 

 

Love Jamie 

 

Jan 13th Monday 1997 

Dear Diary  

Something really strange happened to me this morning. I was getting ready for class and I fainted in the

bathroom. Missy came in and found me and woke me up. I made her promise not to tell anyone and I know

she won’t, she’s a really good person and a good friend. 

 

Love Jamie 

 

Jan 14th Tuesday 1997 

Dear Diary 

No headaches today, that’s good because I had an important Chem. exam today and as usual I aced it. God

I love being so smart. Just kidding I’m not really that full of myself. Well maybe I am just a little. 

 

Love Jamie 

 

Jan 16th Wed 1997 

Dear Diary  

I think Janice, Gretchen and myself are going to take my new car and get out of town for the  

weekend. The three menstruateers ride again. We’re going to go to the lake and spend the whole

weekend sitting around the fire place, watching old movies, and binging on all the stuff were not supposed

to eat. The place is only about an hour out of town but it feels like another world. 

Daddy bought it a few years ago as a way to try and make mom happier and to help the marriage. I think

he was grasping at straws because mom is the most miserable person in the world and she has forgotten

what happiness is. I still can’t understand why he stays. Talk about loyalty. That’s one of the reasons I love

him and respect him so much. Because he’s devoted to his family no matter what. 

 

 

Love Jamie 

 

 

Jan 18th Thursday 1997 

Dear Diary  

It’s beautiful here at the lake. So peaceful and serene. The girls are having a great time and  

so am I. I really needed this. 

 

 

Love Jamie 

 

Jan 20th Monday 1997 

Dear Diary  

We got back this morning to the horrible news that another girl was killed. She was from the Beta house.

That’s only a few blocks from here. Everyone is tense around here and a lot of the girls are afraid. Maybe I

can help with that somehow. But there is something that is frightening me more than just having some

psycho loose on campus though. I think I might be developing some kind of psychic ability. I had some kind

of episode last night. I could see things. Maybe it’s not a good idea to write this down in any kind of detail

right now. If anyone read this they might think I was disturbed and at this point I’m not sure I could argue

that…. Screw it! I need to put this to paper. I know how it sounds and that’s why I haven't told anyone.

But it felt very real Saturday night, after the girls had gone to bed, I sat alone out on the deck. I was just

enjoying the moonlight and the night air and I felt a flash of pain shooting through my brain. It nearly

knocked me out of the chair. Then I had a vision. It's hard to explain because the images playing out in my

head were blurry and kind of dark but I felt like I was witnessing a girl getting murdered. When I opened

my eyes my nose was bleeding a little bit and the moon had moved to the other side of the sky. Mom and

Aunt Rachel have both had psychic experiences numerous times and they both say that it runs in the family.

God I hope that isn't true. I don’t want to see other girls getting killed. Oh my God. I just had a thought.

What if I was going to be a victim and was able to see my own murder before it happened? In that case I

might not mind having a vision because I could stop it before it happened. 

 

Jamie 

 

 

Jan 21st Tuesday 1997 

Dear Diary  

I have got to spend the rest of the day studying. I’m going to just lock the door and hang up the “Do not

disturb me you bitches” sign on the door so I can concentrate.  

Jamie 

 

Jan. Wednesday 22nd 1997 

Dear Diary  

The mood around the Kappa house is understandably somber. A few of the girls have left for the semester

maybe for good. I hated to see Halley go, she was a sweet girl and we were getting to be really good

friends. Some of the girls try to ignore what’s going on and pretend it’s not happening. They carry on as if

they don’t even notice what’s going on around them.  

Jessica Martin came up to me today and started going on about this year’s homecoming float. She was so

happy and excited about it. A little too excited I think, like she was over compensating. It was actually a

little creepy. It’s only been a few days since that girl over at Beta house was killed. I didn’t know her

personally but how can you not feel at least something for her friends and family. Besides with the police on

campus all the time now only those in true denial can ignore the situation and that’s we are all in danger if

they do not stop this man soon. 

 

Jamie 

 

 

 

 

Jan 23rd Thursday 1997  

Dear Diary 

Two more girls left