I'm a 47 year old woman. I am sharing this story because what happened to me so very a long ago still haunts me to this day. I am in Therapy and have emotional support in my life now. When I was a 17 year old girl I lived in a small town, I didn't have a really good home life with my family, it was extremely dysfunctional, but that didn't mean I didn't love my family. I got into an argument with my mom late one night and left my home to go to a friend of my families who lived about a 15 miles drive from there, I was on foot. What happened after that would alter me for the rest of my life. By the time I had arrived to my families friends I had been missing for two months. I stayed with the family friend for three days helping them move and then they drove me back to my families for me to only realize it was Thanksgiving Day. I left my parents in Mid September in 1994. I didn't feel ok I knew something horrible had happened I just couldn't remember and on top of that my mother suggested I go to the hospital. I spent two weeks in the hospital and have just now finally came to grips with the very fact that I was kidnapped by three men, taken up further North in Ohio somewhere near farm land, there were other girls with me, I was sexual assaulted and drugged and by the grace of God I managed to escape and make it to my destination that year in 1994. Even today I am still struggling with it, but I know after some therapy things will get better. I know I was missing because no one in my family could find me, I had lost a lot of my memory, but what I can remember is very scary too me to this day. Also, the attending Dr who visited me in the hospital during my two week stay told me I was severely traumatized and I was so frustrated because at that time I couldn't remember anything, but one thing I never forgot feeling was scared, feeling scared for my life. I thank God everyday that these men didn't kill me. It took me years to accept that I did experience this but I have a small support system of people I love helping me through the process. I have regained some memories of what happened and I honestly don't want to remember the rest, because what happened to me was paralyzing and horrible and those things I can't remember were probably worse than what I remember. I'm a true survivor and would never want this to happen to anyone. I was just a teenage girl.

After 1.5 months of therapy, journaling and research I finally have discovered what truly happened to me. In 1994 there was a man from Indiana who with accomplices was abducting raping and brutally murdering young women across the Midwest. I remember my abduction now and I was abducted by a man who confessed to murdering a young girl in 1993 along with other murders. He had accomplices and I was taken across the border to Indiana and then I was taken up north in Ohio which is where I escaped from. I was subjected to psychological torture and rape by multiple individuals along with another girl. While one of the men sits in prison for the rest of his life. The other accomplices are walking free and I have managed to find them on Facebook. I also found a book written by a man who lives in the same town as these men did. He cited that he had accomplices. I also read many many comments on Facebook about how people in this small town in Indiana knew that the brother and other accomplices were in on it with the man who sits in prison. This man took me to his house subjected me to psychological torture and rape in his home. I was also taken to the accomplices homes and raped by them and psychologically tortured. After doing all of that to me and the other female that was with me, they took us up north to Ohio to a large Park with a couple of lakes and carried out more sadistic ideas. I surely don't want to get into too much detail about that, but that information is written in my journal. It brings me a lot of relief to know that one of the men is sitting in prison at this time. Part of me is happy but a bigger part of me is very angry! I'm very lucky to be alive. All I know is as I didn't want to die and I knew I was going to be next so I made an escape by getting into the water. I almost drown escaping them and I got lost in the river and in the woods. I don't know how I managed to survive but I do believe I had guardian Angels looking out for me in the good Lord above. I never would have made it home if I hadn't tried to get away. I knew that they were going to kill me and the will in me to live was stronger than my will to fight or die. I don't know how I got so lucky, but I am very thankful to be here today to tell my story and I wish I would have gotten therapy a long time ago. I'm still going to need therapy for quite some time and I'm trying to get into group therapy at this moment. There is a lot more to the story but I will save that for my therapist. I have not talked to the authorities and there is an open and ongoing case up north in Ohio that I believe these young girls that they found murdered were killed before this group of men got a hold of me. It's a very scary to wake up and realize you were abducted by a serial killer. A sadist is what he was so once I started journaling and therapy everything started to make sense. It just took me a long time to get to this point because I was very scared for a very long time. I hope after therapy and everything is over I can live the rest of my life in peace. That may be some years from now but at least I have started the process.