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My sister Reesa and I were close.
We had typical sister fights, nothing major.
As we became teenagers, I definitely looked up to her.
June 15th, 1984 was a typical day.
My sister had a couple friends that had come over
and we all hung out.
Her friends left later that afternoon,
and my sister went next door to my grandparent's house.
It had been about an hour.
I had just been hanging out in the house.
I started to walk to my grandparent's house,
and noticed that my grandmother's car,
my grandfather's truck were both gone,
and the front door was shut, so I just assumed my sister had
left with one of them, which was not unusual.
So I'd came back into our house.
I was in my bedroom.
I heard my grandfather screaming.
I looked out the window and he was
coming out the front door, his hands were in fists
and he was just screaming hysterically.
I called 9-1-1.
I ran back next door.
I saw my sister in their spare bedroom.
The entire room was just covered in blood,
it was a horrible sight.
And I saw my sister on the floor,
she was mostly covered up with a blanket,
I could see a part of her face and her hair.
I don't remember much more about the day Reesa was murdered,
it was just a big blur at that point on.
That's the house my sister was killed in.
Few days later we were in the funeral home.
There was hundreds of people.
I remember being puzzled seeing her in the casket,
because she didn't look like herself.
They had put stuff over her face to cover the wounds.
She had been stabbed so many times in her face and neck,
and they had to cover all of that.
It made her look so different and strange.
It just seemed unreal.
A woman came up and got in my face and said,
now aren't you the sister, tell me exactly what happened.
It was insane.
I was 13 years old, I was a child.
I was very confused.
Well imagine after all that, a devastated 13 year old Jodi
becomes suspect number one.
I don't know why I was made the primary suspect,
other than the fact that I was home alone
and so close when it happened.
Right after her funeral,
a detective started interrogations with me, and would just
make me go through details of the day over and over,
I guess they were hoping I might slip up
and say something different.
They'd ask me point blank, did you kill your sister?
And of course I said no.
The police made me give spit samples, hair samples,
fingernail samples.
My mother and father weren't allowed in the room with me.
I was scared, I kept thinking to myself
are they going to arrest me for this?
I felt like they had it in for me at that point.
They harassed me for a while, but once we had an attorney,
and there was nothing they could do legally,
they eventually left me alone.
I believe they interviewed pretty much everyone
in my family, but to my knowledge,
I don't think they made my grandfather go through
any kind of interrogations like they had done with me.
If they did, I was not told about it.
I guess they thought I was just too young.
It was very odd that I was interrogated so much more than
any other adult was.
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