We heard all this talk around the town that Jessie was dead.

To know that the last moments that she spent on this earth, she was fighting for her life

and in terror, it's not fair.

The party was supposed to be fun, but for Jessie, it wasn't.

She was 19 and these were men in their 40s.

A friend told us there was a guy that was making advances on her.

She didn't like men taking privileges on women.

Her mother found her in bed.

I kind of jagged her a little bit and nothing.

There was a very red mark running pretty much all the way across her neck.

Then news of another attack was someone stalking young women.

Every time someone would come up behind me, I would jump.

But this time, the victim lived.

You robbed the knife with your bare hands.

It was either I tried to save myself or let this guy do whatever he wants to me.

Had she fought off, Jessie's killer?

We were saying no, not this kid.

There's no way that he could kill our friend.

And my God, I knew he had done it and now I needed to go on proven.

She was a young woman who devoted her whole life to making music.

An accomplished musician who played several instruments, acted, even wrote her own songs.

That was her biggest passion.

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