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seriously, but that's the first

time the thought was planted in

my head and I started escaping

into that daydream. When things

got really bad I could say,

"Oh, yeah. One day, they're

going to be gone."

In the early

morning hours of December 17,

15-year-old Jacob Ind

slaughtered his mother and

stepfather in their Woodland Park

home with the help of a friend.

Jacob Ind reportedly

tried to block out the screaming.

His appearance

is that of a studious prep

school student. As they say,

Jacob Ind was cold and cruel,

that he recruited schoolmate

Gabrial Adams to do the job.

The kid was looney tunes

and I just knew he would

help so I asked for his help.

I just didn't want anything

directly to do with it. I just

wanted the problem solved,

things to be gone.

I didn't want to see it,

I didn't want to hear it;

I wanted nothing to do with it.

I just wanted him gone, and that's

what I thought would happen.

I was sleeping when I

heard the gunshots go off.

The .22 that I gave Gabrial

really didn't have enough of a

punch to get the job done.

Went down the hall and saw

their door was open

to their bedroom. It was like

1:
00 in the morning and...

I saw my stepdad.

He was bleeding and...

He said he'd been shot.

So I went back to my room and

got some pepper spray and

I came back and I sprayed him

with the with pepper spray,

my mom and stepdad. And I went

into their bathroom and closed

the door and I figured, "Okay,

maybe this can end. Maybe this

can be over by now."

And it kept going and going,

I couldn't see anything but I

heard that there was still a

ruckus. I just wanted it to be

over. And so eventually

the .357 was in the closet

in the bathroom,

and I grabbed that and loaded

it with one bullet.

And I opened up the door and I

saw my stepdad there,

slumped kind of against a wall

and I shot him in the head

and he fell over.

I turned around and went back,

put another bullet, and my mom

was there.

I shot at her and I missed her.

And...

So I turned around and went back,

put another bullet, and went to

shoot her again and she

asked me, "Why?" Because at

that point it dawned on her what

was going on. And I told her

because she was cruel, and I

shot her, and she fell over.

I was just so, I guess,

disturbed by what I saw.

I grabbed my alarm clock,

went to the downstairs couch,

and I just laid there and

I couldn't think.

And I said, "Man, I f***ed up.

F***ed up so bad."

Our organization is the

National Organization of Victims

of Juvenile Lifers, NOVJL.

I'm the president of NOVJL,

Jennifer Bishop-Jenkins.

Three of my family members were

murdered in Chicago in 1990 by a

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