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I'm gonna not refer to you
by name, so that we keep you anonymous.

So, I'll refer to you as John R.

And we're gonna use animation
to hide your identity.

-Sure, yeah.
-Okay.

So... what's your understanding

of what we're doing here today?

An interview. On...

the Audrie Pott case.

What is the Audrie Pott case?

Uh, there was a...
there was a... a criminal case...

about a night on September 2nd, 2012.

And Audrie Pott committed suicide

and there was a bunch of...
things out there

and it's a whole case.
Yeah.

I'm gonna refer to you
as John B in the course of this interview,

so that we don't use your name.

And we'll disguise your face
to keep you anonymous.

Okay.

How would you describe the case?

It was definitely very hard.

I was really tormented in school, like...

I was being bumped up in the hallway
and, you know, called a rapist,

and, yeah, a lot of...

a lot of harsh terms and...

My car, it got, um... spray painted.

And then on the... on the back it said,
like, "For Audrie."

So, you felt kids were
blaming you for Audrie's death?

Yes. Definitely.

Did you know when you were
taking those pictures that it was a crime?

-Did you know that in the moment?
-No. Not at all.

You know, we just thought it'd be funny
to just laugh and joke about.

And kids said they saw the photos.

I think the whole football team got
interviewed by the police, and so...

Yeah, that's what happened.

SARATOGA, CALIFORNIA

This is media number one
of the video tape deposition of John B.

Case name, Pott v. John B, et al.

Case number 1-1-3-C-V-2-4-4-6-8-9.

Okay. Um...

Going back in time, the party happened
on September 3, 2012. Right?

Yes.

Mike, out. Mike, out.

How did you become
aware of the party?

Defense, defense, defense!

It is pretty blurry, it was...

almost four years ago.

So, I mean...

I hear this party is being hosted
by Audrie and, um, Emily.

And it was my first party
I've ever been to.

I was a freshman. I just got my license.

You know,
kinda thought I was cool and stuff.

I drove my friends there.

Sheila and I
have shared joint custody of Audrie.

A couple days a week for me,
and Sheila had a couple days a week.

She was always a happy kid, fun kid.

She loved practical jokes.

And when she got older,

we used to like to cook together.

Sometimes we would
turn on the Food Network

and we'd wait until we saw
something that we liked.

And we would go out
and get everything and make it.

And her friends would come over
and play in the pool.

She was very outgoing.
She made friends easily.

But she was very self-conscious.

So, it would be...

the bra, the cami
and then the T-shirt,

and then she would bend over in the mirror
and make sure you can't see anything.

She was one of my only true friends.

We were kind of like an inseparable pair
throughout middle school.

So, there was not a week

where we didn't go
to each other's houses at least once.

When did you first start
accessing this Yahoo! account?

Sixth or seventh grade.

They were pretty persistent,
the boys in middle school.

It was very odd, like... even today
I think back and it's like, wow!

There was definitely pressure
to have boobs.

And I had none.

I'm gonna admit it, I was a late bloomer.

So, boys didn't ask me
for pictures and things like that

because I didn't have anything to send.

But most of the girls in my grade did.

Yeah, couple of girls in our group
of friends actually, they did full nude.

- Did Audrie?
- No, she never did.

Boys always asked her,

'cause, you know, she was one of
the most developed girls in our grade.

So, naturally, boys will always
ask her for it first, you know?

Uh, but I made her promise me,
"Never ever send them.

You'll just get made fun of,
or, like, it'll just...

It would be wrong."

You scared me. I was like...

Oh.

We got to Emily's
and they were already wasted. Everybody.

They were just, like, very sloppy,
you know, pizza was on the floor.

People were, like,
making out on the couch and...

It was just uncomfortable.

People with hickeys.
Hands down each other's pants.

It's like, I don't know,
it's kinda new to me to see that.

Audrie was really messed up.

She was, like, making out with people.

I took her upstairs and had her lay down,
but then she just came back downstairs.

So, I left.
And then, I guess, things got worse.

when you went to go retrieve the markers.

- Object to the form.
- I remember saying,

"Let's go draw on Audrie,"
when I saw the markers.

Um...

Part of it, the drawing part was
like a practical joke.

Like, we've grown up,

coloring on our cousins,
and when someone falls asleep,

there's coloring on each other,
just 'cause, like...

Didn't mean for there to be any harm
in it, other than a practical joke.

Audrie actually drew on me in class,
like, a few days before that weekend

anyways, and I was just...

- Yeah, it was just...
- a stupid thing. But...

It wasn't like we were trying to, like,
shame her or, like, be mean or anything.

Uh, and for the record...

Object to the form.

Instruct him not to answer that.

I didn't know
anything at the time.

But they used...

indelible markers.

Completely covered
one whole side of her face,

lifted up her bra and her panties,
drew on her private parts,

um, wrote nasty things on her body,

and then...

um, sexually assaulted her.

The next morning,
I went and I picked her up.

And I noticed right away that she had
green marker down the side of her leg.

And I said,
"Why do you have green pen on you?"

And she made some excuse like,
"Oh, so-and-so did something."

She said, "I'm scared. What if...

I did something that I didn't wanna do."

Uh, she had no clue about the pictures,
though.

And I remember, I think maybe
during break or during lunch or something,

I saw a group of boys just,
like, crowded around.

They were looking down, so it looked like
they were looking at a phone.

I said, "Look at that, like,
they're definitely looking at a picture."

She witnessed it right there, you know.

So, when she's investigating this,

it didn't matter if one person saw
or 4,000 people saw.

Because to Audrie,
everybody in her little world,

which was that high school,
everybody had seen it.

The next week,
she texted me around 12:00, 12:30.

There was like four or five texts, and one
of them said, "I can't do this anymore."

I said, "What do you mean?"

And she said, "Can you pick me up?"

We pulled up to the house,
and I said, "Just go inside...

and calm down
and we'll talk in a few minutes."

She spent lot of the day in her room,
on her computer.

And I went to check on her.

And I knocked on the door and I said,

"Audrie, are you okay?"

And she said nothing.

So, I popped open the door, and...

I saw her and she was...

hanging from the shower.

I cut her down...

and I tried to drag her
out of the tub and...

I couldn't get her all the way out.

Maybe three minutes later...

the paramedics were here.

And I kept saying, "You've gotta save her.
You've gotta save her."

I just, literally,
raced to my car...

beelined straight to the hospital.

And the minute I walked in
and saw her eyes, I knew she was gone.

Santa Clara County sheriff's
deputies arrived at Saratoga High School

and arrested two teenaged boys.

Each of them will be charged
with two counts of felony

and one count of
misdemeanor sexual battery.

The photo not only made
the event more terrible for Audrie,

it will also be used as evidence
against the boys, now in custody.

This is not the first story
we've told of this ilk.

Teenagers, allegations of sex assault,

cell phone photos, social media.

It's getting to the point
where we're losing track.

What about all of the other teens...

PISMO BEACH, CALIFORNIA

My dad came home one night and said,

"Delaney, you need to turn on the news."

I remember turning on the news
and hearing about this girl

and her name was Audrie Pott.

And I remember thinking to myself,
"I need to talk to her."

And my dad looked at me and he said,
"You know, she committed suicide."

I know...
I know the exact feeling she felt.

Even after my assault,

I still go through it sometimes
of just self-shame and,

you know, all these people are right,
what they're saying about me.

She had only been going through this
for a week and had gotten so bad.

Like, if I had had one day
and I could have just talked to her

and let her know that I was there.

That I'm going through
what she's going through.

And my dad was like, "You know,
but sometimes, like, it's just too late."

I'm just lucky because it didn't work.

When I tried to kill myself,
it didn't work.

And I remember thinking afterwards,
"Why didn't I take more pills?"

Like, the assault and the rape happened,

but it was the aftereffect, I think,
that was so much worse.

I mean, there was pictures forwarded
all over Facebook, all over Twitter.

There was hashtags created, like,
"Delaney Henderson's a slut."

It got to the point
where I was getting threats.

The DA actually came to us and said,
"You need to leave,

because these threats are getting so bad
that we're afraid for your life."

What about these? These too, right?

Yeah.

Now, we are finally
moving to Florida.

I mean,
we can't get any farther than that.

We're going from the Pacific Ocean
to the Atlantic Ocean.

I wish that someone had contacted me
when I had needed it, you know?

Even just to send me a Facebook message.

The second I heard about Daisy,

I looked at my mom and I said,
"I'm gonna talk to her.

I don't know how, I don't know where
to find her, but I need to talk to her."

MARYVILLE, MISSOURI

A senior at Maryville
High School was charged today

with sexual assault
and endangering the welfare of a child,

after allegedly engaging in sex
with an intoxicated 14-year-old girl.

According to
the Nodaway County sheriff's office,

Matthew Barnett, aged 17,
faces charges in the alleged...

A second Maryville teen
has been charged

in a sex crimes investigation.

Seventeen-year-old Jordan Zech is charged

with felony sexual exploitation
of a minor.

According to court documents,
he used his cell phone to make a video

of a 14-year-old girl engaged in
sexual acts with a 17-year-old male.

Let's see.

January 7th.
I remember it pretty vividly because

that was the first ever
wrestling tournament I had ever won.

And I was pretty excited about it.

I actually texted Jordan, I was like,

"We should hang out tonight. Let's play
Call of Duty and drink a beer or two."

I had some in my fridge, I was like,
"All right. Well, let's do this."

And he was like, "Ah, I don't know, man.

Matt keeps buggin' me about comin' over."

I was like, "All right, it's cool.
Don't worry about it."

So, I actually went to bed.

When I fell asleep,
it was probably ten o'clock.

Daisy had her friend Paige over
from Albany

and they were, what I thought was
watching movies and stuff,

but they were actually drinking a bit.

I met Paige
when I was about nine or ten.

We kinda had the same dry sense of humor.

We were kinda the weird kids,
almost like the outcasts.

She was basically my best friend.

So I really trusted her.

I thought, like,
we could try drinking alcohol together.

We had just been drinking in a room.
I mean, not really doin' a whole lot.

I know we went through at least
a water bottle of tequila,

and mixed that
with some vodka and Red Bull.

And...

Uh, I started to feel
really sick and dizzy,

so I laid down for a little while.

This guy started texting me.

He was actually friends
with my oldest brother.

And him and, um, a bunch
of my brother's friends

were drinking at his place
in his basement.

I was the freshman girl, cheerleader.

She was going to be a freshman.
She was in eighth grade.

So it was kind of like, "Oh, older boys
think they want to hang out with us?"

Like...
It was just one of those things, like,

"If we did this, I bet we would be cool
if we could hang out with them,"

and kinda thing.

I think at the point that
I did leave my house, I was drunk.

Not, like, tipsy or buzzed, but drunk.

Which was hard for me to identify
at the time, because it was kind of like,

"Oh, is this what it's
supposed to feel like?

Or is it supposed to be different?"

So it's just kind of like,

"Let me add more fuel to this fire
and see what happens."

We literally jumped out my window.

We walked out to the car.

They kind of drove to a neighborhood.

We had to walk through
a couple of backyards to get to his house.

So you could kinda tell that
he was hiding it from his parents.

And so, we had to sneak in
through the basement window.

There were five guys there.

Matt, Cole, Nick, Jordan,

and a younger friend of theirs that
took Paige into Matt's sister's bedroom.

Pretty much, uh, as soon as we got
to the house, we were separated.

I was taken into another room.

Someone mentioned
having me drink out of the bitch cup.

"If you drank so much,
you were this tough," or whatever.

And since I have three brothers and
it was guys kind of taunting me to do it,

I kind of almost saw it as a challenge.

Like, "Yeah, I'll show you. I'm not just,
like, a little girl" kinda thing. Yeah.

I drank all of that and had quite a few
swigs straight from the bottle,

which probably amounted to, like,
11 or 12 shots by that time.

I remember a dog ran up on the couch
and sat on my lap,

and I said something
really loudly about it,

and they told me to quiet down.
And that's...

literally the last thing
I remember, so...

I was really drunk.

Every time he tried to make a move,
I'd always tell him no.

A lot of times
I had pushed his hands away and...

I mean, I made it clear, very clear,
that I didn't want to do this,

but I was sexually assaulted.

I don't know. There was a lot more
I wish I would have done,

maybe fought back a lot harder. But...

Then who knows
what would have happened after that.

When I was in the room,

I could still hear them all
in the living room talking, drinking...

After that five, ten minutes,
it got quiet.

That's when Matt took her into the room.
It was quiet until I came back out.

I came back out and...

Uh, they just told me to
sit on the couch and wait.

Whenever they opened the door...

um, she was just kind of laying there.

Half sprawled on the bed,
half on the floor.

Uh, she couldn't talk.

She couldn't move hardly at all.

She was just completely incoherent.

They had decided they're going to
have to just pick her up

and put her through the window
because she couldn't walk.

And then they pretty much
dragged her to the car.

They were freaking out in the car,
trying to figure out

how they were going to drop us off
without her brothers waking up.

And they told me that,

"It's all right. We'll sit here and
watch her, all she has to do is sober up."

They said,
"Just go inside and go sleep."

And so, I went inside,
pretty much just blacked out.

Good morning, Maryville.
It's a cold start to the day.

Only 21 degrees, getting up to an
expected high of 44 this afternoon.

Later tonight, expect temps
to drop back below freezing...

Ten till five
in the morning, I heard...

something outside...

And we got to the front door
and Daisy was laying in the yard.

She had, um,
just sweatpants and a T-shirt on

and her hair was wet
and it was frozen to the ground...

And we carried her in
and wrapped her in a blanket

and we were trying to warm her up.

And she was not unconscious,
but not really conscious.

She couldn't speak.
She couldn't move or answer any questions.

Then I panicked, I thought,
"Where's Paige?"

You know? Is she out there somewhere?

I was being bombarded with questions

and trying to figure out
what was really going on

and I myself really didn't know
what was going on at first.

So, I started filling my tub up
with cool water

and I had started to kind of undress her

and I noticed that she was
really, really red

in places...

Like in her groin and thigh area.

That was the thing
that kind of made me think

maybe something else had happened.

So at that point, I went ahead
and took Daisy to the hospital

and they did the exam.

They did the rape kits and they talked
to both Daisy and Paige at that time.

We did do a blood alcohol level on her.

It came back 134.9.

I mean, it tells very clearly that,
at the time they dropped her in the yard,

just based on half-life,
she had to be close to comatose.

She had to have been close
to blood poison level.

By the time that they took me
to the hospital, I could not sort out

what happened, really.

So my story to the cops the first time
was really, really, really hazy.

I was pretty...

probably pretty messed up, still.
I was really confused.

Daisy's phone was in the yard,
face down in the snow.

One boot was next to it
and another boot was ten feet away.

I dried the phone off on my pant leg

and we started going through it,
and the first name I saw on there

was Matty B.

And I knew, I freaking knew...

that was Matt Barnett.

I knew that that was something
I wouldn't have put past Matt,

to try to have sex with my sister.

But the fact that

Nick and Cole were considered
two of my best friends,

and Jordan, like, my teammate...
I wrestled that guy every single day.

Like, how hard would it have been
for Jordan to text me and say,

"Why is your sister at Matt's?"

But he didn't. Nick didn't. Cole didn't.

I called Nick and I was like,

"We gotta talk.
I know you were there. What happened?"

I drove to his house,

sat outside and I texted him.
I'm like, "I'm here."

No reply. Called him. No reply.

And I was instantly... I was livid

and I told Mom, "You call the cops."

Because we were
just outside of city limits,

you know,
it was literally right on the line,

so it was technically
the sheriff's jurisdiction

when we called the emergency number.

- You're always on that side.
- I'm on this side?

- Other side.
- Oh.

No, wait. I want to... Okay.

I guess
it's a Midwestern thing.

But around here, everybody's real big
on the one finger wave, you just kinda...

A lot of these families
have been here for generations

and are pretty well entrenched.

You know, everybody's connected
in one way or another.

Of course, obviously,
you have to be really careful

of who you're talking about because
you never know who they're related to.

- All right. See ya later.
- Bye.

Raising kids
in a small town is really pretty great.

Just having daughters is...

I'm convinced that they're...
that they're trying to kill me.

I was elected sheriff in 2008.

And then was re-elected in 2012.

Um, you know, not to sound
like a Harry Truman cliché,

but the buck really does stop here.
There's nobody above the sheriff.

You know, it's safe to walk down
these sidewalks at night

and you don't have to worry about,

somebody jumping out from the bushes

and hitting you on the head
and taking your wallet.

We don't want to fool ourselves
into thinking that

we don't have things that go on here,

but we take a pretty
proactive approach and...

you know,
we try to deal with things swiftly.

Something that comes in
as a sexual assault,

certainly raises your ire.

Based upon the information
that was given by the girls,

we had a list of names of people
that had been at this house.

We were able to round them up,
bring them in,

and we went from there.

Tell me about--

From the time of call,
to victims interviewed,

suspects interviewed, people in jail...

we're talking about four hours.

That's pretty darn quick.

Monday, we went to school.

And...

It was 180 from that Friday.

The Friday before. It was...

one school divided.

It was weird, because I always sat
at a table filled with people.

Like, my teammates.

People I thought were my friends.

I had absolutely nobody.
No one.

I was one of the athletes.

I was All-Conference and All-District
in sports and...

once all that happened,
that was all taken from me in an instant.

I was now known as "Daisy's brother."

And it's a girl. Catherine Daisy.

Okay, go. Go.
Get your mother.

Get your mother.

Mike was actually
an electrical engineer when I met him.

And, um, I was in vet school

and he told me
he had always wanted to be a doctor.

So, for the next...

Gosh, four years of med school,
internship and then residency,

I supported the family and had...

had babies every 20 months.
It's pretty much...

Sissy eating ice cream.

Mom.

Before my dad died,

I always remembered thinking
that he's never gonna die.

Like, he's too big and strong to die.

Literally nothing's gonna happen to him.

And there's the birthday girl.
Cheese.

I'll love this 20 years from now,

just seeing what I'm seeing,
a close-up of Daisy.

I was about nine at the time.

And we were heading
to a wrestling tournament.

Some black ice had frozen over
the night before.

So, when we drove over it,
my dad lost total control of the wheel.

And we ended up upside down in a ravine.

When we got to the hospital,
I sat there for probably two, three hours.

I was waiting for one of those
Disney movie fantasies to come to life,

where he woke up.

But he never did.

At first,
it was just shock for a while.

And each of them had a tough year.

And with Daisy,
she was so close to her dad.

She was such a daddy's girl.

He would always rock her to sleep and...

she would sit on his lap
in the chair in the morning and...

I worried a lot
about how she would handle it.

Not that we wanted to erase a memory or,
not have pictures and stuff,

but it was hard to go by the place
on the road where he'd been killed

and his old practice,
which was now an administrative building.

We decided it would be good to just
not be living with ghosts all the time.

So, the plan was to go somewhere
not too far away,

and... not so much larger that
it would be a shock to the kids.

And where they could still come back
and visit their friends.

After Dad died, we looked around
and looked around at places.

And the decision to move to Maryville...

it fit like a shoe.
It was everything we could've asked for.

It was about an hour from Albany.

It was small,
but it was also big enough

that everybody didn't know
everything about you.

The football team
had just won state that year.

So, I knew I was gonna get to play
football for a powerhouse program

and I kinda fell in love
with the entire thing.

I was my own person, finally,
and none of it had to do with

anything bad
that had ever happened before.

Last year, the high school,
the university,

the junior high, the junior varsity...

Nobody lost a football game.

We were like 60-0 for the year.

This gets really hokey, but that's...
that's small-town America, and that's...

That's where we are and I guess
that's what I am, and I'm proud of it.

It just felt like a fresh start
and kind of a weight lifted.

Okay, sweetie. All set.

It's kind of empowering
in a way.

To... have to support the whole family
and the triumphs, the feeling strong.

We were pretty happy
there for a while.

Good.

Right when things
started getting better,

Daisy's sexual assault
case happened and...

Maryville being that kind of
blessing to me and my family just...

It really did kind of dissolve
in an overnight fashion.

Do you know how, like, Jay Z,
it's like J-A-Y-Z?

- Yeah.
- I'm doing that, but with a D.

- So it's like Day-Z.
- Oh.

Where are the scissors?

You know what? Quit your whining.

I buy you a T-shirt with some glittered
letters and all you do is complain.

I pay for your school.
I feed you, clothe you.

Put a roof over your head.
All I hear is naggin'.

For Paige, I think,
it's kind of a double-edged sword.

The juvenile that assaulted Paige
went to court

and the judge asked him
if he had raped Paige.

And he said, "Yes." He said,
"Was she intoxicated?"

And he said, "Yes."
He said, "Did she tell you 'no'?"

And he said, "Yes."

He was the only one out of the whole bunch
that admitted what he did.

And I think it was probably
healing for her to hear that.

Don't be shady.

The negative is,
she carried around a lot of guilt about

what happened to Daisy.

Ah, success.

I was just in kind of total shock.

Like, I thought something bad
would never happen to me.

That after my dad died,

like, I already had my deal
of grief in life. I get to...

just live a life where
I'm invincible now, like...

And that's just
a stupid teenage thought.

We really aren't invincible.

People really were kind of, like,
verbally attacking me.

A lot people would just say things,
like... calling me a liar.

I was told not to say anything because
it could just mess with the case.

Like, I really wanted
to stand up for myself,

because not very many people
were standing up for me.

One day,
my sister was walking to class

in the hallway from the bathroom.

This kid in my class, he decided
he was gonna call her "a lying slut"

and yell it outside of the door.

And she heard it and she ran
back to the bathroom crying.

I can't tell you what kind of things
ran through my mind.

I said something to him, like,
along the lines of,

"Don't you ever say anything
to her again."

And I knew for a fact,
he's a little weeny bag.

He would have been
easy to kick the crap out of.

There was kind of a rumor,
there was no for sure about it,

but I found out from the grapevine
that there was a video.

One of the few people I still talk to,

had seen it and heard about
it being passed around.

He said that it was kind of blurry
and it was really dark.

And then it got more graphic and...

him on top of her
and she was just kind of, like...

limp and not really functioning very well.

He guaranteed I didn't wanna see it

and if I did,
that bad things would happen.

I know I'm not as young,
sharp and smart as you young guys.

Within four hours
of getting the initial call,

that phone was in evidence.

Um, the phone was sent to the forensic
laboratory in Kansas City.

Their report came back,

said that whatever was on
that phone was deleted

and that through the magic
of Apple computers,

when they say delete,
they mean delete.

It's not like a regular computer
or an Android phone,

where you can go back...
Where you can go back... Move.

And you can piece stuff back together
on a hard drive.

When they say delete,
they mean delete.

All the people saying
that there's a video out there,

all the people that are saying
that they saw a video,

there's no nice way to say it,
they're liars.

You know, unfortunately,
you have a lot of people involved in this

that are running around,
telling a lot of stories.

Um...

You know, and without pointing fingers...

it serves to benefit people's causes

by making a lot of things up that really
didn't happen and really doesn't exist.

But don't underestimate
the need for attention.

Especially young girls.

There's a lot of pressure
on young girls in our society

to be pretty, to be liked, to...
to be the popular one.

All of those things. And it's not fair,
but it is how our society works.

This is Darren.

Hi, Darren.
This is Melinda Coleman.

- How are you?
- All right. How are you?

Oh, I'm all right.

Um, I... I guess
I haven't heard anything at all.

I don't know what's going on
at all with any of the case

and I just kind of wanted to stay
in the loop, if that was all right.

Well, it's in the court system.

Of course, they've been arraigned.
So now...

there'll be hearings and more hearings
and more hearings.

So, court things could drag out and...

Mmm-hmm.

They...
it can take literally months.

All right.
And as far as the...

the cell phone,
the video's not retrievable.

You guys couldn't get
anything out of that?

No. Nothing at all.

Okay.

I'm sure that
you'll have more questions.

Feel free to call. Okay?

- All right. Thanks.
- All right.

- You bet. Bye.
- Bye.

I called the sheriff
and the prosecutor

and they told me everything was great.

They had everything, not to worry,

it would be in court
for several more months.

Came home from work,
stopped at the grocery store,

and Robin, the mother of the other girl
that was assaulted, called me and said,

"Melinda, they dropped
all the charges today."

Charges are dropped
against two Maryville teens

accused in a sexual assault case.

The Nodaway County prosecutor dismissed
a felony sexual assault charge

against Matthew Barnett

and a felony exploitation of a minor
charge against Jordan Zech.

Rice says he did not believe
he could prove the allegations

against the teens
beyond a reasonable doubt.

We did have all the medical
and all the information

where we could make a decision
based on the evidence,

and I am absolutely convinced
that was the right call to do.

And it was the right decision
to dismiss it.

You know what?
They're just lying.

Initially, I thought it was only the boys.

But I think it goes deeper than that.

I think it's political.

You know, the Barnetts
are well-known in northwest Missouri.

The grandpa is
a former state representative,

former state highway patrolman.

And I hate to say that
that had anything to do with it,

but I really think it did.

In a small town, in a small area,

everybody is related,
everybody is somehow connected,

and I think when you're, you know,
in law enforcement,

it's harder, sometimes,
to separate yourselves.

It became more important
to shield the boys

than it did to find justice for the girls.

The one that is the banner
for your community,

you don't wanna see them in trouble.

You don't wanna think
those things about 'em.

They're the heroes of small towns.

I guess the wrong, if I wanna say "wrong,"
boy raped her.

One of the parts
that people have blown out of proportion

in this entire case

is that everybody wants to
throw the word "rape" out there.

It's very popular.

The rape, the Maryville rape,
the Coleman rape.

Nothing that occurred
that night ever, ever,

rose to the level of the
elements of the crime of rape.

Whether... whether we agree
with this or not,

the people of that age,
in the state of Missouri,

can have consensual sex.

Forcible compulsion
is the primary component

of the crime of rape.

You know, it's just not there.

So forcible compulsion
doesn't apply if you have sex

with somebody
who is unconscious or semi-conscious?

Well, see, now, that's a whole...

another...

element for lawyers and legislators
and people like that to figure out.

Other media,
some of them significant,

had already written about it,
but when we reported it

and it was picked up
in the world of social media,

that's when this erupted into a firestorm

and all this pressure suddenly developed.

Two girls
have been raped

in the town of Maryville, Missouri.

Another high school football star,
the grandson of a Missouri state official,

has walked free.

How do the residents of Maryville
sleep at night?

Online activist group Anonymous
has called for an investigation

on how the case was handled.

Demonstrators will gather
at the county courthouse next week.

Tonight, Missouri's lieutenant governor

is urging the state's attorney general
and a county prosecutor

to convene a grand jury to revisit
a controversial case

that was dismissed last year.

You know, I don't know if the whole nation
needed to be involved in it.

I would've just liked to get
the attention of a few people

so that way something
could have been done with it.

I talked to people here in town
and at the school,

and in both locations,
people were very leery

about talking to me on camera
about this case.

It's frightening when you had

a square down here
on the corner, full of people,

lecturing about what a hellhole this is,
you know.

They didn't know.

We know who we are and what we are,
and we're comfortable with that.

The picture that was painted of us,

I don't think that's what we are.

All you have to do
is google "Maryville,"

and you're gonna find hundreds of posts.

Many around here with whom I spoke say

they're not happy
with what they're reading.

In fact, they feel attacked
and even threatened.

But what did she expect to happen
at 1:00 in the morning,

after sneaking out?

There are telltale signs
of this girl actually lying.

It made the whole town
split up into sides.

It was the people
that believed Daisy against...

the Barnetts and their group
of people that were very, very vicious.

"When an injustice happens
to one in the community,

an injustice happens to the community.

Daisy and Paige,
we are here for you today."

New developments

in a teenage rape investigation
in Maryville, Missouri,

that has grabbed headlines nationwide.

The Jackson County prosecutor's office

has been put in charge
of taking a second look at the case.

I was excited.

I felt like I was going to be
able to work with someone

who was actually excited about this case
and willing to put forth a real effort.

Twenty years ago,
we built a thousand-acre lake

that has become
an area of recreational draw

and a championship golf course

and one of the 100 best fishing places
in the country and...

Does anybody come and report that? No.

But this comes up,
and here it unloads on you.

Whenever you get
a call and someone says

that judge so-and-so is calling,

you hang up on that phone call
you're on

and you take the judge's call.

And the judge tells me his name

and then he tells me
he's from Nodaway County. And I just...

My heart sunk a little bit,
because I thought...

"Oh, I bet I know why you're calling."

When the case is built
on the testimony of the victim,

those can be very, very hard.

And so, I tried to collect
additional evidence.

There was nothing about the rape kit

I had available to me that really gave us
another "a-ha" moment.

We tried to go back and find the phone.

You know, "Did it exist?
Did it exist at one time?

Could we still get it?"

We were unsuccessful in that regard.

What was the state
of the case when it was handed to you?

In your professional opinion?

I just don't think, um,
I want to answer that question.

So, at the end of that investigation,

I believed that we got as far
as the evidence would take us.

Sometimes,
that doesn't tell a full story.

But in this case,

I believed the charge that I was able
to go forward on...

I knew that I had the evidence to try.

Mr. Barnett pled guilty
to endangering the welfare of a child

in the second degree.

In this case,

there was insufficient evidence
to go forward on a sexual assault.

These are very hard cases.

The facts are hard, often.

The legal requirements can be very hard.
And very hard to meet.

When... Jean Baker
came out with the verdict,

it just was really stressful.

We were waiting to see
what was gonna happen,

what they were gonna find
in the investigation,

and if anything was gonna be done.

So, when it finally came out
that it was just gonna be probation,

it was hard to deal with.

As near as I can tell, the boys
are the only ones that have decided

that they wanna put this behind them,
and try to move on with their lives,

and try to make something
of themselves. They...

I think that all of them,

with the exception of the juvenile,

who's still in high school,
and I think that he's doing fine,

but I think all of the boys are,
um, going to college,

and working, and trying to do better.

And this is one of the real fatal flaws
of our society.

Is that it's always... it's always
the boys. It's not always the boys.

The girls...

Girls have as much culpability
in this world as boys do.

So, you know,
everybody has to take their part of it.

And everybody has to do better.

I absolutely agree.

In this particular case, though,
the crimes were committed by boys.

Were they?

After the charges were dropped,

it was just really one thing
after another.

Like, all the drama with the social media,
and then I was getting in fights.

I hated going to school,
I hated going out in public.

I couldn't handle any more.

I wanted to fight back with everyone,

and I wanted to, you know,
I wanted them to believe me.

You already have this wound
just ripped clean open

and you're vulnerable and you're going
through a really hard time,

and to have all these people
attacking you on top of it,

it almost makes the bullying
seem more extreme.

You begin to believe that these
bad things they're saying about you

are actually true.

So, your image of yourself
completely changes

and you kind of become
a shell of yourself.

You almost see that, you know,

doing away with yourself
is the only way to fix things,

which isn't the truth at all,

but it's all you can truly see
when you're sitting in a dark corner

and you're not looking
around at the light.

Afterwards,
with the backlash,

we started having issues
with vandalism of the house.

We had issues with people threatening
to beat up the kids.

I lost my job because of the case.

Then we had our house burned down
in Maryville.

It was just...

really, really hard to believe.

We moved back to Albany.

Because we still had the house here,

and I thought, at least,
the kids would be safe.

Daisy was strong in the beginning,
but then it just starts to wear you down,

and she just got really into a dark place.

She started to really feel
like it was her fault

and feel like she should have done
something different, and...

she just internalized
all the negativity.

She dyed her hair black.
She shaved part of her head.

She burned herself.

And every door in the house upstairs
is broken, because...

we've had to kick it in to save her
when she's tried to overdose.

WASHINGTON, DC

Hi.

Um, so where exactly?

Are they healing?

Make sure...

This thing is bumming me out.

Finally, meeting Daisy,
I learned...

that, you know...

It was a reassurance that I'm not alone.

Oh, that feels fantastic.
Holy crap!

Uh, this is a semicolon
Daisy tattooed on me

and it basically is a reminder to myself
that my story's never over.

You know, it's not over yet,
and that just like a sentence...

like when you're writing
or typing a sentence,

a semicolon means, like,
that's not the end.

Can I give you a hug? I'm Angela.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Thank you so much for coming.

This is unprecedented,

to bring these women together,
and their moms...

that collectively have made
such a difference.

I know that this is scary,

but that's why we need to get
our stories and our experiences

out there for other moms
and other high school survivors,

so they know that they're not alone
and that this happens a lot.

Whoever wants to share first.

Okay. Um, I guess I'll go.

Okay, well, basically, when I was 16,
uh, my parents went out of town

and I had two girlfriends that were
supposedly spending the night.

And I did not know,
but they invited three boys over,

two of which I had never met before.

And, um...

we were all smoking weed
and I had never done that before.

After a while, I remember everything
just got really, like, uneven.

So, I got up and I went to my room
and the two boys followed me in

and they had locked the door.

I was really confused
and didn't really know what was going on

and they sexually assaulted me.

Um, then...

Then I found out
that the same guy had...

sexually assaulted another girl
eight months later.

That part's really hard.

And of course I felt guilty,
because if I had reported it...

it wouldn't have happened
to the other girl.

And she was 14.

I don't really
remember much, but...

I got up and tried to leave

and they, punched me,
knocked me out, cracked my jaw,

and I was unconscious
for six hours. And...

They both just continuously
raped me for six hours, until I woke up.

And then, yeah, I...

walked home in bloody
clothes the next day.

I was laid out,
passed out on the floor,

while the, um, 18-year old
was on top of me.

They took pictures.

I'm sorry.

They took pictures.
Uh, they posted it online.

And, uh...

We reported it
as soon as it happened

and it took them forever.
And we had to report it again.

And then everything just went black.
And then I remember waking up in my yard,

half-frozen and trying
to make it to the door.

And I remember not being
able to feel my feet.

And I remember having
this really vivid dream,

almost like I was lucid dreaming,
that my dad was just like,

"Hey, you gotta get up and go inside."
But no one really believed me.

It's unbelievable what people
will say about you and what, you know,

how the truth gets hidden
when so many people don't believe you.

And even now, I fight every single day

trying to convince myself
that what I did was right

and what I'm still doing is right,
so, um...

I mean, just having Daisy,
and Ella and Jada, like...

I feel like we are an army, so...

I'm glad I have all of you guys
here today.

The water is so cold, every time.

I think Daisy's coping
with things a lot better.

We've gotten her
into some intensive counseling.

She's still that sweet girl,
but she's like a hedgehog.

She's got the quills
and she'll poke you with them

before you ever get to anything soft.

It's sad, but...

I'm sure not scooping her up
off the bathroom floor,

running her to the ER
on my shoulder anymore

and that, in itself, is a blessing to me.

Dear Lord.

The battles we go through in life.

Give us a chance that's fair.

A chance to earn our stripes.

If we should win.

Let it be by the code.

If we should lose.

We stand by the road.

Day by day!

We get better and better!

Till we can't be beat!

Won't be beat!

- Let's go, boys.
- Go, boys!

The signs.
Do we remember the signs?

Steal.

Three hard steps.

Yeah, three hard steps.

Any questions? Any at all?

All right. Get focused.
Let's go.

I never pictured myself
being a Little League coach.

When they asked me to do it,
I kind of rolled my eyes, like,

"They're not gonna stand a chance,
I'm gonna make them run."

And, you know, you bond with those kids.

- Go.
- Run it out! Run it out!

Yeah!

I don't think I ever thought
about teaching them greater life lessons

until I had heard a couple boys

making comments
about a girl, and I said,

"All right, we're having a pow-wow now,"
and I circled everybody up

and I was like, "Here's the thing, guys,
I'm here to teach you baseball,

but this isn't the kind of stuff I accept.

This isn't what I'm about.

If it's what you're about, that's fine,
but that's not what we are gonna be about

and you are more than welcome
to take yourself out of here."

After that one incident,
something clicked. It really did click.

I don't look to be
their father or anything,

but I thought, "I want to be part
of something bigger than myself."

And maybe I can kind of help them along.

Down!

Race ya.

There you go. There you go.

I really just enjoy
watching them grow.

Because in the process, they help me,

they teach me a lot more about myself
and how I was at that age,

and I guess I really start
to understand a lot more.

- Atta boy.
- Way to go.

Way to help yourself, Johnny.

Come on, Johnny.

We said our goodbyes to Audrie.

But, I mean, we kept thinking,

you know, "What could have been so bad
that would've driven her to this?"

After the night of the sexual assault,

her communications were captured
on Facebook Messenger.

Sometimes the person tormenting her
was faceless or nameless.

We know from what she said in her process
of investigating her own crime

that she felt,
because of what had happened to her,

her reputation was ruined.

And it was ruined forever.

She didn't see...

any light at the end
of the tunnel, any future.

The boys,
they were 15 at the time.

They were convicted
of having child pornography,

um, and committing, um, sexual battery.

Multiple felonies for each boy.

One of 'em got 30 days,
one of 'em got 45 days.

But it was non-consecutive,
it was weekend only.

Basically, weekend detention.

They were never suspended or expelled.

We pretty much knew that, as juveniles,
they were gonna get a slap on the wrist.

All right, I should give you the terms
and we can go over them right now.

Number one, the boys admit the allegations

as contained in the respected criminal
complaints that pertain to Audrie Pott.

The second term was
that their written apology is public.

They're sorry for the family's loss,
and they basically go through

all the things that were important
to Larry and Sheila.

The amazing thing about this is,
had we have gone to a trial,

we would never have been able to get
the result that we got.

And who knows how you would...

We brought
the wrongful death suit because we knew

that we weren't gonna get justice
in the juvenile court.

I felt that, in the civil suit at least,

it would be public and people
would know what really happened.

It was about them taking responsibility
and accountability for their actions.

But ultimately, for us,
it was about clearing Audrie's name.

Yes. Something very wrong happened here.
It shouldn't happen to anyone else.

And the only reason, we all know,
because Audrie was extremely private,

that we could have brought it forward
is because she's not with us anymore.

I think, more so than ever before,

this subject is out there,
and people are talking about it,

and this has to stop.

Part of our settlement
in the lawsuit was to...

have a 45-minute interview
with you guys here.

We had to, um...

We had to plead to stuff in order for me
to graduate, um, high school.

I've definitely learned from all this.

I mean, there's a lot of different things
that guys and girls think.

What have you learned about girls?

Um, I mean, girls,
they gossip, really.

There's a lot of gossip between girls
and, uh, you know, um...

guys are more laid-back
and don't really care.

So, that's what I've learned, for sure.

I'm curious if there was
a moment during that night,

when you knew,
"This has gone too far."

Was there a moment like that for you?

Yeah.

Can you talk about that?

Well, I don't know, I've kind of
always been unhappy after that. I mean...

It's...

it wasn't right and...

I knew that, I mean, at the time.

There was drinking involved,
and it's not like...

we thought everything was okay.

- I mean, yeah...
- Nothing was okay, but...

I've always felt, like,
not okay about it.

Like, I don't know, every day or so.

I don't know
what I really thought back then.

But I just never imagined
anything like what happened now.

I don't know. I didn't imagine
my whole life to be changed...

Yeah, I don't know.

Like, forever changed, so...

Personally, I don't know what has
happened with the boys since that night.

But I have a feeling that,
you know,

since they haven't had to go through
as much crap as I have,

that they haven't really had time
to reflect on who they are as people

or else they would've stepped forward
and taken responsibility.

Honestly, at this point in my life,

I can't even recognize
the person I was four years ago.

At one point in time, I really...
I just wanted revenge

and that's all I wanted and stuff, but...

I mean, it's a lot harder

just living your life full of hate
and everything, so I just figured,

at one point, I was like, "I'm kind of
done with just being mad at everyone,

and being mad all the time,
and just being a big ball of emotion.

I wanna be happy and move on
with my life."

So that's just kind of what I did,
I mean...

And that doesn't always mean
just forgetting the past,

it just kind of means forgiving the past.

Daisy Coleman is a recipient
of an athletic scholarship

from Missouri Valley College.

The class of 2015 awards
an honorary diploma to Audrie Taylor Pott.

I was way too afraid to report it

because I was bullied, I was ostracized,
I was threatened.

I found my voice when I decided
to show my face in my first interview.

The guys recorded
and took photos of the sexual assault,

and then posted them online.

Finally, after being misunderstood
for years

and going through so much pain
and absolutely hating myself,

I decided that, if no one's gonna talk
about it, then I will.

Since my friends didn't stand up for me,
I urge other people to speak out,

because you can't ignore
an army of voices.

And I would like to see people stand up
for others who have been assaulted.

Because the words of our enemies aren't
as awful as the silence of our friends.

Thank you.