19 Harrowing Tales of Kidnapping Victims

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My grandma & grandpa lived in an apartment in a shady part of town. Some of my aunts things would go missing. At first it would be her toys, then clothes, & shoes. One day grandma decided to stay home because she was sick, but no one was home yet from work & school. She started hearing strange noises in aunts room, she thought someone was breaking in so she hid & called the police. While she was waiting she saw this woman walk past the closet she was in. She heard her getting into the fridge & walking back to aunts room & rummaging through some stuff. Once she was arrested she told the police she was stealing my aunts stuff & the food because she planned on taking her in the night when she was asleep. She never had kids of her own & she wanted one.

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My old friend got a new friend. One day they asked me to hang out at new friend’s house. I had been there a few times, so I didn’t think anything of it. I get there & things just felt … off. We were in his bedroom & they asked me my biggest fear. “Claustraphobia” I said. Then they took a blanket & trapped me underneath it for a few minutes while I screamed. I looked at the door to leave, & noticed they removed the door knob. Then I overheard them talking about putting my body in a suitcase. My old friend was guarding me while the other guy went into his closet to look for a suitcase to put my body in. Fortunately he was an idiot, & he got into the suitcase itself to see how big it was, & he got stuck in it. So he called to the other guy to help him get out, so I waited until the were both in the closet, & I made my break for it.

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When I was 6 my mom & I were living in a hotel. She would always have people over. My mom thought it would be a good idea to let one of her “friends” babysit me while she went out. This friend kept asking me if I wanted to go to her house & play with her 2 kids. This woman took me to her house, no kids. She said they would be here soon. Time kept passing & they never showed. I kept asking to call my mom but she wouldn’t let me. She just kept saying her kids would be there soon. This where I lose my memory…. I remember being there all night & the police banging on this woman’s doors in the morning. I have no idea how they found me.

Written by Alex Cogen

Alex is a New Yorker currently living in Austin. She loves cats, grass, and latex but unfortunately is allergic to all 3. She makes mom and dad jokes more than she cares to admit (jk she'll admit it loud and proud). She isn't as funny as she thinks she is. She is the founder of thelazygurl.com.