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Welcome to Jennifer's Journal. This story will tell of the rest of Jennifer's life, it is indeed the Jennifer from the History... series and if you haven't read that I would seriously recommend it, to get some background of the characters and their past.
Occupation: Unemployed
Status: Single, unmarried and just moved into this house...
Carol had just moved in and was starting a new life in Riverblossom. She had indeed heard about the recent events in Riverblossom... the death of Lilly Bates, the scandal that was not explained. But she fell in love with this house as soon as she saw it and immediately decided that this would be her new beginning. As Carol entered her new world, she was surprised at how bare it seemed (she had visited it when it was furnished) She couldn't wait to make it "home" Which is why she was extremely surprised when she found a leather-bound book just lying in the middle of the floor. She picked it up to save for later, there was no title, but she had to hurry and furnish the house. Once the decorating and moving furniture was done, Carol began to feel more at home. And after sitting down to a nice warm plate of... salad? She had regained some lost energy and took a look at the strange book. On the front page, blotted in thick, dark ink... fountain pen? was the name 'Jennifer Bates My Story' "Hello and welcome to my journal. If you have found this then I have left this world forever, this cruel, dark world full of misery, guilt and corruption. Still reading? Then you'll be interested to know the sordid facts of my past. I will begin at the beginning... It was right after my mothers death, me and my dad, Marcus had been welcomed graciously into my Grandmothers house... It was weird being back here, I always remember the smell... it's strange, like a mix between fresh dew on the newly cut grass, a fresh lick of paint on the shingles and my Grandmother's perfume, it's sweet like honeysuckle. She welcomed us with open arms saying we could stay here as long as we needed. No-one was particularly upset by the death of my mother, we just sort of moped, it wasn't a grieving process... it was more like accepting that there was going to be no more trouble anymore. No-one admitted it but we all knew it was a relief that she was gone.
I put on a front, but felt it quite disconcerting that no police or detective's had been round for questioning or even wondering of my mother's whereabouts. I imagined that she hadn't been reported missing, or someone had managed to cover up her death. I didn't know, and soon I just didn't care. I managed to overhear a conversation between my father and my grandmother one morning as I came down for breakfast.
Angelique: "Marcus, I think people around town are beginning to wonder of Lilly's whereabouts and our families lack of grieving over her disappearance."
Marcus: "Well, what do you want me to do Agatha? We have been waiting and waiting for a sign from him to say it's safe to walk around town happy again!"
Angelique: "Don't call me Agatha when your daughter is in the house Marcus! We don't want her to suspect anything!"
Marcus: "Shhh, someone's coming."
"Morning!" I managed to say cheerfully, I was gutted that I'd caused a noise as I blundered down the stairs. I had hundreds of questions just racing through my mind. I sat in my room for days on end trying to figure out who 'He' could be and why my father had called my grandmother Agatha. I only left to relieve myself and get something to eat. All the while trying to catch snippets of their conversations. I had tried unsuccessfully ten times over. I had to come up with something new. Maybe they knew I had overheard. I decided my best bet was to leave my room more often and make it harder for them to pass information. I remember something my mother used to say... "If you want to find out the truth form somebody, Jennifer, you need to learn to put the pressure on." Oh mum, you always gave me good advice, shame you didn't know when to take the pressure off. Look where you ended up. Still, I needed to find out what those two were up to. I managed to overhear them again deep in conversation, it seemed they had gone too long without them speaking about it. They thought I was at school, but I didn't feel like going today. I always used the excuse that I was feeling very upset about my mothers murder that day. They were always so sympathetic... Suckers! Anyway they were talking about 'Him' again.
Marcus: "So have you heard from him?"
Angelique: "You know I haven't Marcus!"
Marcus: "I don't see why we can't just say that we're not too bothered about Lilly's death."
Angelique: "It would be more suspicious and we would be bound to get caught."
Marcus: "I guess you're right Agatha." See! He called her Agatha again. I was like 'what's with that?!' I had to know what these two were up to. Were they working for someone? Was 'He' their boss? Carol closed the book, it was getting late and she needed a rest from her hard days work. Taking the book with her she headed to her bedroom. She set the book on her nightstand by her reading light and changed into her pajamas before clambering into bed. But she did not sleep soundly, as she tossed and turned images flashed through her dreams... Images of Jennifer... Images of Angelique... And lastly an image of Lilly's last moments. Why did she recognise these people? How did she know their names? It didn't make any sense, she awoke in a daze and headed to the shower to cleanse herself of the cold sweat that was drenching her. It was here, in the shower, that Carol decided she would have to read more of that book. It's pages contained something important, something that Carol needed to know... she didn't know what but she was going to find out. She changed into a pair of fresh pajamas and began to get lost, once again, in the books pages. Dad and grandma were still asleep when I went to get breakfast, much to my surprise. They were usually up at 6 and in bed at God knows what time. Anyway some loud bangings from inside the cupboards only added to my surprise. So I decided to do a little digging and see where these bangings were coming from. Suffice to say, I was shocked to find an old woman crawling out of the cupboard, clutching an old, leather-bound book. I took the book, as you do, and hid it in my room. It was strange, the old woman had been clutching onto this book as though her life depended on it. So why had she been so willing to let the book fall into my hands? Oh, the woman you ask? As soon as she was able, she ransacked my grandmothers wardrobe and found an outfit more fashionable. I ushered her up to my room where she began to tell me things about herself.
"My name is Angelique Godfrey." I told her that that was impossible, my grandmother's name is Angelique Godfrey.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I am Mrs. Godfrey and this is my house, I am wondering what you are doing in it?"
I couldn't help but believe her and told her what I was doing here.
"Child what is your name? Who is your mother?"
I told her I was Jennifer Bates and that my mother was Lilly. She then came up with something that seemed absurd at the time... she said "I am your grandmother!" It took a while to sink in, and then I realised it must be true how else would she have been trapped in a cupboard?
"Just one question, how did you end up in your own cupboard?" I asked
Angelique: "I was wondering when you were going to ask me" She said with a knowing look in her eye "Well, I received a knock on my door a while ago now..." There was a man, quite handsome with a nice tan, he was selling cotton pillowcases. I'm a sucker for those, so I let him in, I was just making some coffee's when he attacked me out of the blue. He injected me with something and shoved me in the cupboard. All I remember before I blacked out was a woman that looked extremely like me, and him saying 'remember the plan' I looked at her in stunned silence before exclaiming
"Oh, grandma! How could they do this to you?"
Angelique: "It's Ok, we'll get them back, the fake old lady and the pillowcase selling man!"
"My dad is plotting something with her, I have heard them, but not what they have been plotting..."
Angelique: "Well, we don't really need to find out, we could just kick them out of my house!"
"I suppose we could" I replied gingerly "I'm not really interested in them anyway." So me and my grandmother waited in the living room till my father and the fake old lady woke up. It didn't take long, but I was absolutely furious with my father! How could he have kept my grandmother from me? How could he cheat and lie to me with that old bat?! I felt a hatred burning inside of me that I had never felt before.
"How could you do this to me dad? Who is that old woman?"
Marcus: "Your Grandmother..." "No it isn't don't lie to me! What are you planning?"
Marcus: "We aren't planning anything Jennifer, we are just covering up your mother's death."
Angelique: "My daughter is... dead?"
"Yes grandma, I am so sorry... in the excitement of meeting you I forgot to tell you..."
Marcus: "That doesn't matter now, Jennifer, you need me, come on I can look after you."
"NO!" I screamed, I wasn't going back to these people. Marcus: "Never mind Agatha, no matter what we do to help her, we've lost her anyway..." I was deeply disgusted then, as my dad started sucking the face off of the old bat!
Marcus: "We don't have to hide anymore Agatha, show them your true beauty."
And right then and there she started peeling her face off... Only it wasn't her face it was a mask! She was actually a very young and attractive woman. I had to get away from all of this drama and I told my grandmother she would have to handle them by herself. I was going to find my own place. So I packed up my things, including the old, leather-bound book, and left. I don't know much of what happened to my father or my grandmother after that. All I know is that I went to her funeral a few months later, I was quite put off with the open coffin shindig, but I was there all the same... I barely knew my grandmother, but here she was lying dead in front of me, yet I didn't shed a single tear, what was becoming of me? Everyone had said she couldn't cope with the loss of her daughter, and on one side I agreed with them but on another, I thought my dad had had something to do with speeding up the process. I found that the old, leather-bound book was in fact a book of empty pages. And so, I started to write... I wrote about what had happened to me since my mothers death, basically everything you are reading now I wrote during that lonely time, because I was lonely. I also used to sit on the front steps and watch the world go by, it helped me move on from my tragic past. It also kept me tranquil and peaceful. It had been some time since I first arrived, but here I was still sitting on the front steps, watching as if waiting for something, my mind was relaxed and I was tranquil still But the tranquility did not last for long, a person I least expected, Agatha came by my house holding my new little sister Lolita, (I know what a name) I stood up and rubbed the dirt of my hands and started to make my way inside before she saw me But she called my name and eventually I had to turn around and face her
"What do you want?" I snarled
Agatha: "I know I'm not exactly the friendliest face to you right now, but I could be if you let me in. I have something important to tell you... it can't wait." She had a deep sense of urgency in her voice, but sounded like she was trying to make it seem unimportant at he same time. I reluctantly agreed and let her walk into my house. Agatha: "Nice place."
"Cut to the chase!" I snapped "Has my father left you?"
Agatha: "Oh no we're still together" she replied setting Lolita at her feet. "Your father told me something though, I felt that I needed to warn you, he told me it could be dangerous. They are coming to find you Jennifer! You need to get out of Riverblossom forever. You don't want to be found do you?"
"But why? How could they possibly know about anything or where I am?"
Agatha: "Paul ratted you out, he said there was no point in trying to protect you anymore without incriminating us!"
"But it was you who covered up the body!" Agatha: "Well, if you feel you have nothing to worry about then I'll go... goodbye Jennifer. And good luck"
"Yeah thanks" I muttered savagely. I watched her leave. I knew I did have something to worry about, and I was extremely grateful that she had warned me they were coming... how else would I have been able to plan what I did next? I had heard of some chat sites that could help out in these sorts of situations. I confided in people my darkest secrets, and told them what I was doing. They knew me more than anybody, but they wouldn't be able to point me out in the street and tell everyone else my secrets. I also looked at some estate agencies so that I could put my house up for sale before I did what I had to do. I got instant interested buyers, and soon I found one perfectly suited to find out my sordid past. Her name was Carol Stevenson, she was just so likeable that I had to give her a reward just for coming to look at my house, this included leaving my Journal to her. I hope it is you that finds it Carol I welcomed her inside and she was in awe at the place, I couldn't understand her enthusiasm it really wasn't extravagant in any way but it was cosy and comfortable. I showed her around and each room gave her a new outburst of excitement. I was excited myself. I had already decided that this was going to be her house and here she was showing me why she deserved it. The thing that really captured her the most was the garden. She was delighted by how quaint it seemed, it was a beautiful garden, I was always taken in by it. It was what gave me peace in those miserable times. We went inside and talked business. She wanted to buy the property immediately, I had the papers ready, so we exchanged the house for cash. I really didn't want that much as I knew I wouldn't need it. She went away happily and as I watched her leave, I finally felt happy for once in my life and it was from doing something for somebody else. I felt relieved also as I knew it would soon be over. I emptied the house and dumped it all at my mothers house, no-one lived there, nobody wanted to. I came back home and stood by the pond, and this is where I leave you, Carol. This is what it all boils down to. I don't need to tell you what is going to happen next because I think you already know. but let me tell you my reason why... You may think that I was a good little girl but I assure you I wasn't. I am doing this because my family are always protecting me from them. They have always looked out for me and I betrayed their trust, and now they will never be happy because I ruined it and they have to spend their lives protecting me. but what will I do when they're gone? That is why I am doing this. It is high time I tell you the truth. It was me. I killed her, my mother. You understand, I hope, why I had to... She ruined our lives and I was convinced she was going to keep ruining them. But now it turns out that I may have been wrong and I have ended up ruining our lives all on my own. Now, I have to fix it. I go now, to burn my soul as it has already been burning in the depths of hell where I belong... Carol finished reading and felt a stream of tears pouring down her cheeks. This tragic story of someone's life really moved her. She felt she had to do something about the journal, she wanted to publish it so all the world would know of Jennifer's difficult past but a part of her wanted it to be kept a secret so Jennifer would always be remembered as that A grade student who was always so nice... she suddenly realised with a bought of dread and a sinking feeling in her stomach what may be laying in her garden right this moment. The next day the papers were filled with news about the Bates' girl who killed herself and the Journal she had left behind to explain her reasons for what she did. Thankyou for reading Jennifer's Journal. Yes! You actually read the journal! Aren't you pleased! Anyway I hope you enjoyed delving into Jennifer's history and I hope you found Lilly's killer satisfactory. I hope you look out for other stories from me. Please leave a comment to tell me what you thought of it. If you will. Ps. In no way do I support suicide chat rooms or anything of the kind. And I thank all of the custom content makers who contributed to this story. Especially to the person who made this gorgeous house.
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On May 19, 2007 marizza82 wrote:
On May 19, 2007 Jodie1oddie wrote:
I love it!
Its amazing how you told it in a journal way I LOVE IT!!!
On May 19, 2007 wrote:
cool,brilliant kind of sequal meanwhile it been totally different.
I cannot wait for more from you .
On May 19, 2007 dannybond1990 wrote:
omg. This was awsome!!!!!!!!!
On May 20, 2007 Female_Redd wrote:
Wow what a journal
On May 20, 2007 wrote:
I think agatha killed lilly
On May 20, 2007 josh1092 wrote:
Wow hope to see more from Carol.
On May 20, 2007 heyunome11 wrote:
OMG this is so good!!!
GREAT JOB!!
On May 20, 2007 Baby_Cat wrote:
omg, that was great! Moving story
Baby_Cat!
On May 20, 2007 AnniKayna wrote:
WOOOW!!!
and it really worthed (Ill rate 5.0)
its a pity that she was kinda mad! :P
at first,I took a while to realise it (...an old lady in a cupboard?!how could you possibly put her in there?! but it doesnt really matter!) but then I laughed 
because its really a funny idea!!! :P
that was *great*. really!!! I loved it... is was intriguing and mysterious until the very last minute,with a lot of twists and changes during all the story... but is was less confusing and it gave clearer answers than the whole 'History...' serie.
you did your best!!!
and: yes,Im very satisfacted with the identity of Lilly's killer!!!
it was also kinda sad,because, even if she has always been kinda odd (...all those lies!) Ive always liked Jennifer...I think she was really beautiful!
anyway,the idea of the *grandma in the cupboard* was *great*!!!
Im looking forward more publications from you...
On May 20, 2007 AnniKayna wrote:
[sorry,its me again...I forgot one thing]
I wanted to let you know that I loved the whole idea of the journal, I found it really good. interestin.
On May 20, 2007 sarahfoxcastle wrote:
omg... that was such an awesome story! it was so sad and moving!
I almost felt the same emotions as Jennifer and Carol!
On May 20, 2007 happyb8888 wrote:
Excellent Story! Please keep writing.
On May 20, 2007 atangki wrote:
Great! Your stories aare wonderful! I'll keep reading, and reading, and reading, and reading! oh yes I will!
On May 20, 2007 kidnumber48 wrote:
I thought this story was EXCELLENT!!! Carol Stevenson is very fortunate. Even though she's unemployed she's got the money to buy herself a big house outright. Poor old grandmother being shut in a cupboard! It's amazing she could still walk after being cooped up in there all that time! I think you have a great imagination and really think hard about your characters' personalities. Do lots more stories because you are getting better all the time. I'll rate you a 5.0!!!
On May 20, 2007 enchantmentsisters wrote:
Wow that was definitely not what I expected. I'm glad that the mystery's all wrapped up though and I look forward to reading more stories from you! Awesome job
On May 20, 2007 tony9sbt wrote:
Wow. Gorgeous shots. I got lost somewhere in the middle of the story, but you tied it up. I wondered if you were doing something like Myst, where the book itself .... never mind. Wonderful creation!
Top marks from me!
On May 20, 2007 floydine wrote:
Fantastic story! Good Work!
On May 20, 2007 jenniegoldy wrote:
a brittiant story
i was wondering where you got jennifers hair when it was long
and where it was short in her grandmothers house.could you please tell me?
rate:5.0
On May 20, 2007 caclark wrote:
good story
On May 20, 2007 wrote:
Good story, I wish my pictures looked as cool as yours
On May 20, 2007 amd11 wrote:
man i luv theses stories!!!!!!
On May 20, 2007 Kimbelle wrote:
You are such a good story teler!!! well done!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
On May 20, 2007 wrote:
Words cannot express how much I loved this story!
you know you love me,
Just2Cute
On May 20, 2007 Devalyn wrote:
Cool!
On May 20, 2007 smarshburn wrote:
Great story! Very well written, and your pictures are excellent. And I LOVE the custom content you've used (clothing and hair especially)...would you mind sharing where you downloaded/who created if it was from here? Thanks!
On May 20, 2007 SueAlJen wrote:
On May 20, 2007 lil-e wrote:
so good and so sad
i can't believe it was jeniffer who killed lily!!!! i LOVE it soooooooo much 5.0
On May 20, 2007 ragemacsika wrote:
Good story
On May 20, 2007 wrote:
Oh, thanks for wrapping up the ending! I loved it!
On May 20, 2007 wrote:
Very nice finish. Lovely!
On May 20, 2007 laura bunny wrote:
Loved this...so intense.Well done!!
On May 20, 2007 Alicia_Bossard wrote:
I thought the way you told the story in journal mode was very creative. Fab job!!
On May 20, 2007 BEBA wrote:
On May 21, 2007 sweetcharming wrote:
So good!I really love this story
On May 21, 2007 wrote:
holy shite!!! that made me cry, i never thought that lily's kiiller was actually jennifer. 5.0
On May 21, 2007 Iceanna wrote:
A good story..Really liked it..
On May 22, 2007 kisekiai wrote:
that was such a sad story, but it was good
On May 22, 2007 drewsoltesz wrote:
Wonderfully structured and told, your characters and screenshots are well done indeed!
On May 23, 2007 spacemouse wrote:
Well done, keep up the good work
On May 23, 2007 leifofdel wrote:
Enjoyed the story.
On May 24, 2007 jaundyce61 wrote:
This was a good read!
On May 24, 2007 sandybvv wrote:
what a twist!! i have to say i read the second part first..lol, and then i came to read this one.. and oh my god, i never expected Jennifer to kill her own mother!!! wow!! what a twist.. the story was written perfectly so well done!!! great job!! pictures were beautiful and Carol is so cute!! she has one of the prettiest faces i have seen on a sim!!! love it
On May 24, 2007 grasya wrote:
On May 24, 2007 chardonnayonedge wrote:
Getting better and better!!! Loved the twist,Jennifer being the one to kill her mother. Sounds like she was more like her father than anyone realised!
On May 25, 2007 nanapon wrote:
brilliant story. amazing perspective, a girls diary. very good. 5!
On May 25, 2007 charey wrote:
On May 25, 2007 molli17 wrote:
On May 25, 2007 sim_diva10 wrote:
WOW
On Jun 9, 2007 wrote:
On Jun 11, 2007 Llyriel wrote:
Really original idea to read the diary of another person. ^_^ What a sad story it is. So... sad... makes me want to cry.
On Jun 15, 2007 MinnieID wrote:
This was a bit confusing because I forgot al the characters' names from the other parts, but after I reread the other parts, this story made sense and was absolutely wonderful.
On Jul 3, 2007 wrote:
Wow...fascinating! One of your best stories yet, I think!
On Jul 5, 2007 deniseariane wrote:
nice twist, nice story
On Apr 20, 2008 loverien wrote:
Oh my goodness! What a shocking to twist to the story! I certainly didn't expect that! ...but how sad for Jennifer. I find it so hard to believe that a girl could bring herself to kill her own mother. It just blows my mind! Good story, Sam
On Aug 4, 2008 lulu15 wrote:
Amazing story. I am in awe.
