Dear Dawn

by Aileen Wuornos

  Infections” . . . So my dearly beloved buddy, sis, girl friend, with all of everything else good I can think of you, I must close. Ill write more this weekend., once I’m back on the ball and court. Promise. Meanwhile.

  Stay Cool as always.

  Love

  Aileen,

  5-23-95

  Dear Dawn,

  . . . I’m so glad to hear you had a great time at your moms. Vantastic!!!! And that what I’ve sent her137 is doing a world of good for her in learning the real story in truth about Christ. Ill be sending her more later on, but Ill give it some time to allow what she has been given to soak in her memory bank . . .

  On Visiting me. OK . . . . . if you feel all this way about it. I guess theres nothing further for me to do but agree. I was merely concerned my dearly beloved friend, about the financial aspects in doing this once again . . . Lets plan, but lets also be carefull. OK. Sis-tar. Love ya!

  Well, lets see, some deal about Houdini and unlocking his secrets is gonna be on. So I’m gonna close er up, snoogle in my P.J(s) and crackers . . . So catch ya tomorrow, and may the Lord answer all your prayers . . .

  Untill then

  From the Kid

  Love

  Aileen,

  5-25-95

  Dear Dawn,

  . . . I had a nasty tooth extraction . . .

  Then I’ve an ear infection. taking these eardrops. But the drops seem more then just drops with Aniti biotics in it . . . entire left side of my face hurts, and pressure pain galore where my tooth was pulled ... And then the problem of food contamination and intercom and – hum. Complete fishiness to big to slide on. So my dear this is where I hope Theresa can play a major part and change all this – “Madness.” All I can say is whose really the one., supposedly insane.

  But through it all, I’m still balanced and hangin tuff . . .

  Going back to the old days. The “Good ol’ days!”. . . . . , I use to watch, “Leave it to Beaver, Lassie, Bowery Boys, Ossiet + Harriet, Ed Sullivan, American Bandstand, Land of the giants, twilight Zone, lost in space, voyage to the bottom of the Sea, Batmasterson, Wild West, Bananza, Wagon train, I love Lucy, Dick Van dyke, Jackie Gleason, and so many more with even / Lawrence Welk, because my Dad had it on whenever it was. Both my parents where into waltz type music. Mom would listen to laid back stations with some of our music we were growin up with . . . Like Love 93 out here. Soft, smooth, and real mellow. A station I also listen to now because of the junk there coming out with today.

  The good ol’ days. Like the Happy days series, they use to hang out at the soda, shops, while we use to hang out at the mall, bars, and head shops. Ha Ha Ha. . . . . Learnin how to shoot pool was fun.! 4-Sure. I grew up as a shark dawn. I was usin the talent I picked up for bread + butter when husslin sex would get old. I did real good. Once walked outta a bar in buffalo Michigan with 99 bucks. Played for some 4 hours at a dollar a game. Lost the table only once. 4-Real. Old raggy pool tables + sticks I played best on . . . Had a technique for beyond the pro-way. The by the rules in shooting was out. I had a way of my own and loved bettin pool ... Had a ball, but turned into an alcoholic, I began to love Bars with a passion. The socializing and pool playin – getting slouched, did me in. I was hooked on the Suds up to my arrest.

  As for story telling. Yooo baby. got some doozies. And this weekend Ill lay some on ya. OK. Right now Im gonna go ahead and close er up . . .

  Meanwhile.... Im off to Remeness.

  Catch ya on the Rebound.

  Love ya

  Buddy

  Aileen,

  #1

  Narrative

  5-28-95

  Dear Dawn,

  And hows thee ol’ buddy doin!? Say I did say I’d write a letter about the good ol days I traveled through, and so if you’d like to hear a few war stories of my life’s encounters, then let me lay a few on ya so you can get an idea of just what I dealt with out there after I left Michigan at 16.

  O man, tell me, tell me, tell me Aili!

  OK. . Just hold your horses dawn and let me get my guitar out 1st so as I can do an opening number upon this camp fire before I fill ya full of tales of the highway. This ones by Bob Seager138 . . .

  OK. . . . Rock + Roller...... Let me begin with.

  Leaving Detroit to hit the dusty trails of thee ol’ U.S.A.

  After girls training school . . . I began to hitch hike for the first time upon a free way on outta the big mitt to freedom of who knows where! . . .

  O man was it cold. No gloves, hands red from the bitter wind and no long johns as my jeans became frozen by the wind blown snow stickin to the fiber . . . It took a good 20 minutes before I copped thee initial ride to experiencing this new freedom. By A trucker headin out to tennisee.

  He was a good soul ... After leaving me in Tennisee and advising me that I should head out to For Lauderdale Florida where all the teenage runaways hung out and helped one another, I did just so . . .

  Upon Arriving around 1 or 2 in the morning, a state trooper in his early 30(s) approached me for an I.D. check . . . I had no i.d. on me, but gave him the works he needed in checking out my background. I was clean. at 16. Shew! was my first reaction., and 2nd Thank goodness.

  He then wound up talking with me, knowing in the process I was fresh to the area. and as A new kid in town. He wanted to help me out. or so he said . . . so he was going to put me up in a motel for the night . . .

  All motels said vacancy, but each time he came out, he’d say there wasn’t any. Eventually he conned me into crashin out in an abandoned house outside of the beach area, near Dixie Hwy. Once there he showed me/by flashlight/around this delapidated hole, and amazingly it had cold running water. Other then that, only a mangled joint with a mildew mattreiss in one of the rooms.

  He told me that he’d let his other fellow officers know I was here and not to bother me, and that he’d check in on me, just to make sure I was OK. I was grateful, and he left . . . who knows how much time passed as I was sawin logs, but suddenly here came blonde head – with his long flash light in my face still in Uniform, the conversation was quick and simple, stating he brought some of his buddies over to meet me, and not getting into a most humiliating and utter devastating event, I was gang raped by his ass and other officers (in) uniform . . .

  After this ordeal, they warned me to keep my mouth shut, that I was lucky to be still alive, and to leave fort lauderdale.

  I did, winding up in West Palm beach some 50 miles north of the area. Stayed there in West Palm ō a good 4 or 5 months with a guy named cat. Once cat left me to head out back to his ex in Albequerque New Mexico, I headed out West and wound up for the Summer in / Sedala Colorado, liven up in the mountains of / with Sam and Rose Stone.

  Now here was an adventure to express in complete fulfillment of utter . . . “Joy.” I had a ball up there. Man, let me tell you . . . A blast.!

  It all started with being picked up outside of Denver headin south on I-25. Sam who was studin to be a certified electrician . . . He offered me a brew and then asked me if I was a run away. He was so cool, and kind, I laid my recent history on him, where as he wanted me to stay with him + his wife and 9 year old boy named Peter. At first I was like, no . . . I need to check out the states and sightsee. Then on second thought I agreed.

  He lived up in “Sprucewood.” some 30 miles up in the mountains from Sedelia . . . I started to fall in love / with the creator and his creations . . .

  As time passed by in these Colorado rockies, I would soon learn much by these mountainous gypsies who loved cribbage (card game) and Hootnanning at night, (singing in a group and jamming out with all types of instruments). Rose would walk me through the Wilds and teach me of land animals and shootin. Shootin from a 357 mag. as well as a 15 shot winchester and even cross-bow 80 lb pull . . .

  There were times that Rose would take me to the only bar up there around for . . . miles., to shoot some pool . . . there I was a 16 year ol’ Kid with a non-registered gun strapped with raw hide arou
nd my leg from the bottom of the holster, shuckin balls around the pool table like Annie Oakly . . . Loved it!

  . . . I was then handed a key to a storage shed, and camp site combined, for 10 dollars a month. (Electrical bill). (One light bulb/inside.) located just down a revine from their cabin . . .

  Next letter dear buddy will be on some of the things Rose + I did . . . I havent much time left to leave these truths behind for someone to know. As you and I know., No body knows me, / at all! . . . So Ill share memories with you, therefore at least my childhood friend does, here even in writting OK. I love ya gal. Catch ya in the next Kite.

  P.S. You may want to keep these letters seperate from others

  since they’ll contain true life events. Okee do Kee.

  4-now

  Love

  Aileen

  #4

  Narrative

  5-30-95

  Dear Dawn,

  So sis. . . . Let me continue in these unfolding narratives of my life that have never been revealed. I walked for years, and years . . . “Alone” . . . As for childhood friends! They interviewed guys who raped me when I was a teen. That is why the boy cried when he heard it was I who accussed of the murders, and stated “We all treated her so bad.” Yeah I guess you did, didnt you ass-hole. God has it all recorded . . .

  I remember once counting how many times I crossed country . . . counting up a big 7 that year . . . I was in Love with the Sights I was seeing, and the Socializing of so many different minds I’d pass up with. It all kept me thrilled and this is why I carried on thumbing around as I did . . .

  In my teens, beginning around 13. Carl Maddox, Seduced me first into sexual activity. And from there I began to explore it with others. But there were also momments of unwillingness of where you could very well call it coercioned sex . . . These area’s of sexual encounters I assuredly constituted (as) rape, but shoved these events into a closet of my own, unknown to anyone. I was entrapped on many occassions by Clawson, Royal Oak, Uttica, Rochester, Sterling heights, and some troy boys in this ordeal to face. Around 13 to 14 / I was gang raped twice . . . Looking back I can only see that I was because I hung out with the guys. But . . . ! That does not mean I was asking for it . . . Normally we were partying getting drunk stoned or both when this would happen . . . Finding a boy friend from Royal Oak. . . . Bobby Rowland . . . I then thought . . . with him by my side would protect me from any further such events like rape. But wrong I was. The gang rapes where both during the time I was with Bobby parties outside of Detroit. So needless to say . . . I was now very experienced in the field of sexual assualts . . .

  This is why I feel a new Nation wide Law for Women of Self-defense should highly be considered. And every women, even adulesent, should learn Self defense, Also carry guns and know how to use them., when reaching a certain age. Like 21 . . .

  4-now

  Love

  Aileen

  6-26-95

  Dear Dawn,

  I’m really sorry to hear about your mom. Very grieved over her condtion . . . I’m hopin her suffering miraculously ease’s up. Geez! This is Sad. Ill keep prayin hard. OK.

  CCR. There history. There workin with the State as usual . . . Its all a big gig of pretending they do a double check before executing. So Ill be closing my door to them. The rest of Sound off to theresa has also been shut off. So please remember something very important. Any letters of mine to you, drawings, or anything of mine, you have, “DO NOT” give to anyone to Borrow . . . OK. I’m not going to except a new trial Dawn . . . The end will be as before. A death Sentence as everybody got rich, AGAIN! . . . As for the chair!

  I am not at all afraid of it! I’m handling it well, as I sit and try correcting my damaged spirit created by the forces of this world and all of Lucifer behind it . . . Satan lost out, he’ll only win the death of flesh. Ill be with Elohim (God) almighty Jehovah, afterward . . .

  4-now

  Love

  Aileen

  8-2-95

  Dear Dawn,

  Well your just going to have to face facts. I cant write very much anymore. I’m having wrist problems, and as well stress. So bear with the short letters . . .

  By the way, the gay dentist here did pull the wrong tooth. Intentionally of-course, as he said to me when I asked him why he didnt pull the one I firmly requested. “X-rays don’t lie” Well, then, how about an Attorney annalysing that ray. My molar is still the “Major” problem – I also think I may have bone infection by dirty needles he used . . . ō by the way as well! Guess what CCR told me. That they’d help me waive out! So as you can very well see. There desire is to Cover all truth up . . . Anyway, I wrote Linda and let her now my media convercence is reserved for her. I also believe this prison will try to hinder the Coverage, so Linda needs big wigs to pull this through. Tell her so. She can also sell the taping to America. As for America interviewing me. Hell no! They’ve done so much injustice against me and these cases, they can beg for the tape from her. Ha Ha Ha . . .

  Love

  Aileen,

  8-5-95

  Dear Dawn,

  . . . They say at least 9 hurricanes will follow this season, 4 being possible blown out. Becoming a point 4 or 5. As for me,. . . . being stuck in it all. I Love it.! If it flattened this prison. WoW . . . Cool! Ha Ha. Death . . . for me . . . Where is thy sting. I’m floating away and I’m feeling A-OK! O Buddy! Its Beautiful! . . .

  I must have Athritis in my wrist. I wake up with them all stiff... even my fingers. I guess all my punchin days put its final toll on me. Ive even punch(D) a wall once. Probably fractured my fingers or wrist a little . . .

  Ol’ O.J.(s) defense attorneys seem to be picken up momentum against LAPD(s) crime Lab. Ha Ha Ha. When there witness said they ought to shut it down. I was full of exuberance. “Royal joy” Yeee Hawww! . . .

  Well its football season! one of the most favored to me of all and any sports. So between the Juice and football, you know what Ill be relaxed in. Theres a new team from Jacksonville florida called the Jaguars. My favorite car by the way. Miami and them played last night . . . Guess who won. This new team. Ha Ha . . . Personally I feel the quarterbacks for the dolphins are washed up . . .

  Humming birds!

  Aww. I seen some while I was up in Colorado! Send me the flicks of the cute itty witty creatures. I’d really like that . . .

  Ill catch ya in the next one., Girl-Friend! Ha Ha Ha . . . Blacks like sayin that. (or) Hom-Girl! I Love ya, hom-girl, see ya soon.! Ta Ta and see you in the next tra la la . . .

  Love always

  Aileen,

  8-6-95

  Dear Dawn,

  Goodmornin And that it is, its 4 A.M. I’ve been up written Hard Copy and CNN. Looking for an interview about life on the Row. I also wrote Terry – CCR. Told her never to come back here again. Ill send you a Copy of the letter I sent her. Just file it with Sound-off OK . . .

  There solely out to destroy girls here. Mind body and Soul – and that is why 12 have already died in less than 18 months. 4 Aids – 8 heart attacks. In my logs – I’ve expressed how the tainted food affected my system. One area is the heart. I can eat canteen food and all is A-OK. The moment I eat off of there tray’s each day. Problem. / The com is also boosted up higher in volume upon each meal. So as you can see. Theres a Covert Conspiracy carrying on within this death row untill and purhaps with any other / Confined area units – of tampered service of our food. I also find it highly strange how often Doctors, Nurses, and phycologist cruise through here daily nearly on the hour. Like every 2 or 3. Not even here to see a girl. But just in the office and thumbing through note books, and log sheets. Fishy Ā! ... And therefore – now you’ve got the scoop . . . As for worrying now over me. You know me. Tuff as they come. So try not to. Alright . . .

  Well breakfast is here. Time to close shop and head to Dunkin Donuts. of-course I wish. Its only biscuits. Ill catch ya next week some time, so until then. Stay Cool. . . . ,

  This is 4-now

  S
ail a vie

  Love

  Aileen

  8-14-95

  Dear Dawn,

  ... Got my tooth fixed. Hurts only a wee bit. They only filled it. Darn I wanted it pulled out. But they said, only if its an abseded one are they “By Law” cough, cough, able too. Sure OK . . . When I looked at the itty x-ray there were 2 black spots above the root. Well they said that was sinus. I then asked Virginia, who use to be owner of a Dental buisness with her husband, and she said, they could be laying it on straight. Sure hope so . . . If it gets any worse, later to be pulled. This is all I can say. Grrrrrrrrrr . . .

  Love

  Aileen,

  8-14-95

  Dear Dawn,

  . . . You sent a letter saying you’ve spoken to Linda and she wanted some songs for her taping. By the way Dawn. Thats all it is. A taping. Short one hour video. An interview like 60 minutes was. Not a movie . . . What I plan to do, is tell the truth about any guilt, and regardless – the corruption did occurr, so this too, mixed in with my recanting from former confessions – and a new confession made. is, All reserved for her. No one else! Then once the media picks up what just has been brought out here by the hoarses mouth. They’ll be Those who’ll want to have a new movie done . . . This time you guys can rake the leaves . . .

  Now lets see, Something here in your letter about good things I’ve done to write down. Well, Dawn, Please tell linda + Laura I’m not to up to par on that one. Ive had ups and downs of so many. We all have our good + bad days. So what would it matter. My main project (in) print is – How life’s evil’s lead me to sin so dramatically. Why it happened. With this exposure, Society may awaken to its deep Sins of its own. “Hatred and Abuse!” The World needs to revert to the days of Woodstock. Where Peace, Love, and no War was so vigorously protested ...

  So buddy thats the gig . . . With the peoples interest afterward for more info to produce books or/and a new movie. And/or I meant. Surely both will occurrr.