On Monday, June 9, 2008 between 9AM and 1PM, I, Casey Anthony took my daughter Caylee Marie Anthony to her nannys apartment. Translation: I can not subtract or add. Today is the 15th, I have counted the days to 31 so that would be, yeah - June 9. Somewhere between 9 and 1, I just can't recall, I dropped off my daughter to her imaginary babysitter who lives in a vacant apartment so I could go to my pretend job.
Caylee will be 3 years-old on August 9, 2008. She was born on August 9, 2005. Translation. Caylee will be 3 on August 9th. (Safe to assume she is not talking about August 2 years from now or 2019. Stupid! I suppose she repeats this because it is true and counts as 2 true statements so she can say, "I didn't lie about everything. I told the truth more than once." whine)
Caylee is about 3 feet tall, white female with shoulder-length, light brown hair. She has dark hazel eyes (brown-green), and a small birthmark on her left shoulder. Translation: I don't need to give you much detail here, you aren't going to find her.
On the day of her disappearance, Caylee was wearing a pink shirt, with jean shorts, white sneakers and her hair was pulled back in a ponytail. Translation: At least that is what Dad said she was wearing on the 16th the last time he saw us together and although he saw us on the 16th, she disappeared on the 9th. "That is my story and I am sticking with it, because it is the truth."
On Monday, June 9, 2008, between 9AM and 1PM, I took Caylee to the Sawgrass Apartments, located on Conway Road. See, told ya'. It was somewhere between 9 and 1, I just can't remember June 9th that well and although the surveillance cameras don't show me there, I came in a backwards sort of way, so they didn't capture me there.Caylees nanny Zenaida Fernandez Gonzalez has watched her for the past year and a half, to two years. The phantom nanny appears when I have to drug Caylee and lock her in the trunk so I can make a booty call.
Zenaida is twenty-five years old, and is from New York. She is roughly 5 foot, 7 inches tall, 140 pounds. She has dark brown, curly hair, and brown eyes.Did I forget to mention that she is half black and half hispanic? Do you think that would help?
Zenaidas birthday is in September.What does one buy for a Virgo phantom? I know her birth month, but not her phone number.
I met Zenaida through a mutual friend, Jeffrey Michael Hopkins. She had watched his son, Zachary Hopkins for about 6 months, to a year. I met Zenaida in 2004, around Christmas. JMH, oh yeah, I just ran into him a couple of days ago, let's use him and his imaginary son, Zach. Did I tell you I met ZFG right after I got pregnant, I mean grew a big tumor?
On the date listed above, June 9, 2008, after dropping Caylee off at Zenaids apartment, I proceeded to head to my place of employment, Universal Studios, Orlando.How many times do I have to tell you it was June 9th, it is listed above and here it is again. Geesh! Why can't you believe me, I am giving you resources here. So after I did whatever I did, whenever it was, I proceeded to head, oh heck, I went to my job which I don't have. I was, however, at a place where I USED to work, so it isn't all a lie./COLOR]
I have worked at Universal for over 4 years, since June 2004. I left work around 5:00 PM, and went back to the apartment to pick-up my daughter. Ok, so I haven't worked for Universal for over 2 years, but I hung out there until 5 to pretend like I was working and then I went back to the vacant apartment, I don't know why the video does not show me there, to get Caylee.
However, after reaching the apartment, I realized that neither Zenaida, Caylee, or either of her two roommates were home. Was my face red! When I got there, I realized that there was no one named Zanny that lived in the vacant apartment and Caylee was no where to be seen and even the roomates evaporated. I made a huge mistake. Huge. I had made everything up and lost my kid too!
I have briefly met Raquel Farrel, and Jennifer Rasa, on various occasions. Raquel, the waitress at TGIF's, you know her. She waited on me once when I was there with some friends. Jennifer, she has a MySpace acct., we are bff.
After calling Zenaida to see where she and Caylee were, and when they were coming home, I waited outside of the apartment.I called ZFG anyway. I was like "when are you coming home?" but they didn't say because I have no number for ZFG, so I sat in my car and smoked a doobie.
I had called Zenaida earlier that morning prior to bringing Caylee over for the afternoon. When I called her that afternoon her phone was no longer in service. I called ZFG 3 times that day and she never answered because I never had a number for her and althouhg I may have dropped her off at 9, 10, 11 - heck I can't remember, it was for the afternoon, so I could pretend to go to work. Then the number I didn't have, also didn't have service. It was really a f'd up day!
Two hours passed and around 7:00 PM, I left the apartment and headed to familiar places that Zenaida would go with Caylee. One of Caylees favorite places is Jay Blanchard Park. So, I sat there in the car, loaded, waiting for TONY to finish up with his lab, listening to hip-hop until I could go to Blockbuster with him for 8. And ZFG always went to Blockbuster with Caylee. Did I tell you Caylee likes JBP? Just thought I would throw that in.
I spent the rest of that evening pacing and worrying at one of the few places I felt at home, my boyfriend Anthony Lazzaros apartment. Translation: He didn't know beans, so he still believed me and I went there to party and not have to listen to my parents' cr*p over me not knowing where the heck I left Caylee. I may have been laying on the sofa watching movies and making out with TONY!, but in my heart, I was pacing and worrying. What do you mean I was with RM this night! I was not! I broke up with him like on the 10th or something!
For the past four weeks since Caylees disappearance, I have stayed at Anthonys apartment in Sutton Place. Except when he was out of town and I went to stay with RM and AH, other than that, I mooched right into someone else's life.
I have spent everyday since June 9, 2008 looking for my daughter.Not physically, but I have kept my eye out for her, in case I see her somewhere. I had to buy sunglasses so I could look all day without hurting my eyes.
I have lied and stolen money from friends and family to do whatever I could by any means to find my daughter. Last time I lost her I stole $4,400 from mom and dad trying to find her and told then some mugger hit me on the head and took the money from me. When she is lost, I steal and lie and am proud of it.
I avoided calling the police, or even notifying my own family out of fear. I have been and still am afraid of what has, or may happen to Caylee.I didn't want to go to death row, so I laid low and tried to avoid all contact with anyone that knew me well. I wondered all the time how she was doing in the swamp bag, I still do - really.
I have been and still am afraid of what has , or may happen to Caylee. I have not had any contact with Zenaida since Thursday, June 12, 2008. I received a quick call from Zenaida.Just cause the cat is out of the bag and I can't really put my finger on my daughter, it still bothers me to think that her bones are being scattered by animals in the swamp because that is what good mothers do. Zanny has not appeared again, except she calls me on my lost phone. If we could only find it, we could get her number! She called me once, we chatted briefly.
Not once have I been able to ask her for my daughter, or gain any information on where I can find her.Zanny never shuts up, it's all about her, her, her, I can't get a word in edgewise. Chatter, chatter and I forget to ask, "hey where is Caylee"? It just slips my mind.
Everyday I have gone to malls, parks, any place I could remember Zenaida taking Caylee. I have just done what I normally do, stay away from home all day pretending to be in Tampa at a convention for work.
I have gone out, and tried to find any information about Caylee, or Zenaida, whether by going to a popular bar, or restaurant. (true statements)
I have contacted Jeff Hopkins on several occasions to see if he had heard from or seen Zenaida. Jeff currently lives in Jacksonville, Florida.I told about this guy, but he is all the way in Jacksonville, you'll never find him. When I ask him about Zanny, he says"WTF are you talking about?",so calling him is a waste - a huge waste.
On Thursday, July 15, 2008 around 12pm, I received a phone call from my daughter, Caylee. Today was the first day I have heard her voice in over 4 weeks. Im afraid of what Caylee is going through after 31 days, I know that the only thing that matters is getting my daughter back. I talked to Caylee yesterday in my heart and I swear I heard her voice! I keep getting images of what a body looks like after over 4 weeks, or 31 days whichever is greater. I know it is important to get Caylee back. You've said that, my mom said that, my dad said that, my brother Lee even said that, so I know how important it is, for everybody and for me too and for Caylee.l
With many and all attempts to contact Zenaida, and with the one short conversation, on June 12, 2008, I was never able to check on the status or well-being of my daughter.I haven't gone back to where I left her. Are you kidding me? There are snakes in there everytime I try!
Zenaida never made an attempt to explain why Caylee is no longer in Orlando, or is she is ever going to bring her home. This phantom has never once told me, wait did I tell you Caylee is definitely not in Orlando? Well, she's not here so don't bother to look for her in Orlando. So I don't know why she took her AWAY from here, but she did and won't tell me when she is coming back, but she is. You guys just have to be patient.
