Lost for Life

Hello, this is a collect call from an

inmate from the Banner County Jail.

Hello?

How you doing?

All right, sweetheart.

How are you?

Not so good.

I know, baby.

I have to come home.

I have to come home.

Baby, I know that. I'm sorry;

you're going to have to stay strong.

Are you saying your prayers?

Yeah. But, Mom,

I want to come home.

Baby, I promise you that we're

working on that, okay? I promise you.

When can I come home?

Huh?

When can I come home?

Sweetheart. Can you try?

Honey, we're trying everything we can,

I promise you. We're trying everything we can.

There's nothing more in the world than I want my

boy home with me. Okay? We're doing everything we can here.

You know how much I love you, baby?

The prosecutors are trying to get me

life with no parole.

Huh?

Should minors who commit murder be sentenced to

life without parole? This is a crucial question the

Supreme Court is going to be deciding tomorrow,

that 38 states currently allow life

without parole for minors who commit murder,

but is it constitutional?

So the court comes to a fork in the road.

Make a complete ban on life without parole for adolescents

or set an age limit? Many lives hang in the balance.

Their brains are not fully developed,

they will change, they will grow. Is this something that we

can judge them for for the rest of their lives?

After Bar was questioned by police,

he was charged with the 12-year-old's murder.

Anyone who knows to muffle the gun

so nobody else hears it has the mind of an 18-year-old.

I think everyone is more than the worst

thing they've ever done and I think that policy

makers can make decisions about how to punish them.

But I think children are uniquely more

than their worst act, they have quintessential qualities

and characteristics that a decent society, maturing

society, an evolved society we believe is

constitutionally obligated to recognize and protect.

High school is a very hard time.

I had no idea who I was. I had no idea where I fit in

among my peers, and I thought that I was a nobody at my high

school and I wanted to be known. And so I tried all

these different identities and I couldn't, you know, find an

identity that I could not be pushed out of, I guess.

So I got into Columbine.

We saw these two kids, they were

white and they had dark hair.

upwards of a dozen people were injured and running out of...

Columbine kind of created a subculture for

disenfranchised kids who don't fit in anywhere.

I saw, at the time, they transcended their high

school, for the hour that they did what they did, they were in

the spotlight and that's what I wanted.

I wanted to be in the spotlight.

Actually I was really happy to do it.

Oh yeah?

Hey, look, it's Cassie.

Hey, look, I don't know her.

Hello, Cassie. I'm getting you on tape, okay?

Say hi, please.

Hi.

Okay, see you.

When I first met Cassie Stoddart, I think that the first

memory I have of her is we were joking around

in class and she was smiling and that's vivid, the

image I have in my mind now, is I can't get it out of my mind.

And, oh, man, it's hard to talk about...

but, in the beginning

she was just a nice person and she...

you know... sorry.

I was attracted to her. I thought she was a special

person but she started going out with this

other kid I knew in high school, and it kind of

struck me hard and I was like, "Okay, so, I am a loser."

Wait, have you seen Torey? He's supposed to meet me here at 7:30

and it's 8:19. He's an hour late.

You don't even care, do you? Okay.

I met Torey Adamcik in sophomore year.

He started talking about the movie "Scream," how it would be

cool to actually do a "Scream" type crime.

And I was like, "Okay." He's like, "Have you ever

thought about that? " " Not really. I've thought about other

things like Columbine." And he really was into that and I was

like, "Well I could either be alone or I could join his

plan and be with him and not be alone."

Torey got there; there was about eight

months where we would come up every three weeks. And we'd

leave right after work on Friday, drive up all night, come

stay in the hotel. We wouldn't miss a visit or

anything. Torey is a good kid and we enjoy

the visits, we have a good time and Torey is the

same person he was before he went in.

My mom still treats me like a mom and

she tells me to brush my teeth as she is leaving

and exiting and tells me to go to bed early or whatever,

just the typical stuff but, I don't know, I think they're

just worried about me.

Just really good kid.

Torey is a good kid and Torey is just a

kind, kind, kind person and we're still family.

He's still every bit as much a part of our family as before.

I remember the first article I read about my case.

Jeez, they made me sound

like this brutal, cold, psychopathic killer.

They were talking about Brian.

They were making you just like Brian.

They put us like as the same person.

They lumped them together.

I only hung out with him for six weeks before this

happened. I think it's crazy how...

the last week of me being on the

street and being free really has affected the rest of my life.

If you were to watch that video and nothing had happened,

it would literally be a joke.

I don't know if it was my... it was probably my fault;

I should have seen it but I just... he did

not seem capable of something like this, and it

completely caught me off guard. I was just in... I don't know;

I just couldn't believe it.

There should be no law against killing people. I know it's a

wrong thing but... Hell.

You restrict somebody from it, they're going to want it more.

We found our victim and, sad as it may be, she's our friend.

But you know what? We all have to make sacrifices.

Our first victim is going to be Cassie Stoddart.

She's going to be alone in a big, dark house out

in the middle of nowhere. How perfect can you get?

Holy shit, dude.

I'm horny just thinking about it. Hell yeah.

I don't know if either of us would have

done it if we were alone. We fed off each other, I guess,

and it was a formula for disaster in the end.

The time is 9:50, September 22nd, 2006.

We know there are lots of doors and there are

lots of places to hide. I unlocked the back doors.

It's all unlocked. Now we just got to wait.

I was actually the individual who snuck downstairs and

locked the basement door. And it's that one choice where

I was just kind of going along with it. I really didn't stop

and say, "Why am I doing this?"

I just did it, and that one thing

that I did started this whole thing, and that's something

that is hard to deal with because all I had to do

was just not do that and this may have never happened.

Cassie was there alone, and we both had masks on.

He walks up and tells me, "You do something scary

that's going to freak her out." And I'm like, "Okay."

So I grab a door and I open it and I slam it. And then

we just kind of go into the room and the crime happens,

and we stabbed her. I really don't have a lot of

vivid memories of the actual incident.

I have what they call...

flash bulb images of that.

She's breathing hard and her eyes are open,

and she's looking off someplace else and, uh...

And then I...

I remember...

so many, like...

She wasn't screaming but in my head I could hear that.

And I know she screamed before it happened to her, and uh...

but in my memories I have, she's screaming.

Okay.

When it did happen, I was just too shocked

to do anything and I just ran from it and hid from it

and I made a lot of mistakes. But...

they were, I don't know.

I just think, I look at myself now and I'm 21 and I think

how stupid I was at 16, and I just think how I feel like I'm

paying for somebody else's mistakes at this point.

When I was 13 years old, I had a friend who was over, he

was hanging out at the house and my mom just went and left on me.

He said, "Man, you mom's really a bitch. You should kill her."

And I didn't really take it 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