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Jiselle's beach vacation turns into a nightmare very unexpectedly and very quickly. |
This story includes content that may be disturbing to some viewers. Including drug use, alcohol use, death, and suicidal topics. Read at your own risk. My name is Jiselle and I live in Tucson, Arizona. Today I'm gonna share about something troubling that happened several months ago when I was on vacation in Malibu. Back in April 2024, I got a job at CostCo and I was around 22. My boss was this nice lady named Kathlein. She was 24 years old and she had short, bleached hair. Kathlein was really nice. And since we were around the same age, we became good friends. We weren't besties or anything, but we were good friends. I loved my job because I would always hang out with Kathlein during my lunch break, and all my co-workers were really friendly. Even though the job didn't pay as good as other jobs, I planned on keeping the job for the rest of my life since I had so many good friends there. Also, my husband Jonathan was a psychiatrist, so I could be a stay-at-home mom, and we would still be able to pay the bills. I had used my vacation time to go to Malibu with Kathlein, Jonathan, and Kathlein's boyfriend Sam. We were all planning on celebrating my one-year anniversary at the job. During our first night in Vegas, all four of us watched a crime documentary about a girl named Hailey. She was driving in Fresno, California and she got in a car accident and didn't survive. A driver who was high on marijuana hit the girl's car. It happened very suddenly and unexpectedly. The next morning, Kathlein had to run to the grocery store. "Oh crap, I forgot my OCD medicine at home!" she said. Kathlein takes an OCD pill every morning. "I'm gonna run to Walgreens to get my pills, I'll be right back!" Kathlein said. She grabbed her purse, and put on her Nike shoes, and rushed out the door. "Love you, be careful!" Sam said. "Love you too, I'll be back in 15 or 20 minutes." *** Kathlein had left around 9:15 am and when I looked at the clock, it said it was 9:45. We were all wondering where Kathlein was, since the Walgreens she went to was only 10 minutes away from our hotel. By the time 10:00 rolled around, we were all concerned. I tried to call her and it went straight to voicemail. Sam tried to text her. As soon as he sent the text, the text bubble turned green. That means Kathlein's phone didn't even have service. We all became very worried, because she could've gotten stranded or kidnapped. We were about to go outside to try and see if she was around. but when we opened the door, we saw two police officers standing at our door, who were about to give us some very bad news. One of them was Officer Bell, the other was Officer Peters. "Hello, do any of you know Kathlein Jennings?" Officer Peters said. Sam looked confused. "Yes, she's my girlfriend. Is she in trouble?" "Well," Peters paused. "I'm afraid she's in the hospital." Sam's confused look changed to a worried look. "What? She's okay, right?" There was a long pause. Then Officer Bell said, "She's gone." All of a sudden, the room was filled with crying. Even the officers were tearing up. I felt so bad for Sam. Kathlein is his girlfriend, and she just died. They had such a good relationship and it ended in a matter of 20 minutes. "There was a drunk person driving 85 mph, and they hit the front of Kathlein's car." Bell said. "She had a bruised rib and severe brain damage. She didn't make it." He started crying. "The thing is, Kathlein's mom lives right by this hotel. I know here really well, and I've known Kathlein since she was only 11. She was such a sweet girl!" the officer said. I didn't know what to say, I just sobbed. Kathlein was just going out to get her medication, and she just got hit all of a sudden. Hit hard. It all happened so...my brain realized something. This is just like the documentary we had all watched! Kathlein got hit by a car all of a sudden, and the car was going fast, so she didn't survive. What would've happened if we didn't watch it? Would this not have happened? That night, I couldn't even sleep. I was confused, devastated, and angry. Traumatized. I tried to go to sleep for 2 hours. Then I scrolled on my phone for about an hour. Then I tried to sleep for another hour, and then I gave up. |