ABDUCTED: 30 People Share Stories Of Being Kidnapped By Their Own Family Members

4. My mother’s parents are evil. Just bags of skin filled with the toenail clippings of a human soul.

“When I was four years old, my infant brother was in the hospital battling a serious disease, and my parents were told that he could take a turn for the worse and croak at any time. My father worked crazy hours, sometimes out of town, and wasn’t able to take time off work, leaving my mother to deal with the situation more or less alone. She wasn’t thrilled about the idea of having four-year-old me sit in a hospital room all day, and wanted my life to go on as ‘normally’ as possible. Problem was, we were new to our city and didn’t have any friends yet, and my parents definitely couldn’t afford a live-in babysitter. So my mother put me in the care of her parents.

My mother’s parents are evil. Just bags of skin filled with the toenail clippings of a human soul. She ran away from them at age 16 after a lifetime of abuse, but had been trying to ‘start over’ with them right before my brother got sick. In the early days, they told me that they were praying for my brother to hurry up and die so that my mom would let me come live with them permanently (super-villain logic). When he started getting better, they decided to just load me into their car and drive me to their home on the other side of the country. We barely made it past the city limits when my idiot grandfather mixed up the gas and brake pedals and slammed into a wall, totaling the car. My parents got me back, my brother got out of the hospital and grew up to be the size of an industrial refrigerator, and my grandparents both got slapped with restraining orders. Haven’t seen either of them since.”

xaviira


5. My father took me on Halloween when I was 5.

“My father took me on Halloween when I was 5. We ended up 3 states over, he had major warrants out, and went on the run, he was a violent drunk and a tweaker, we hopped counties most of my childhood avoiding his newest warrants. He tried to kill me several times while drunk by strangling me and I basically grew up in honky-tonk bars, and him drunk driving with me in the car almost driving us off a cliff in between the bar and our house. He hurt me really bad one day and school got involved. I was given to his mother who promptly moved him in where it continued. I had to run away back to my original state to be with my mom. But by then I was super messed up by it and had to live in children’s shelter and a group home.”

baroqueandsaxy


6. Mom took me in defiance, then changed her mind and left me at a YMCA.

“My mom was pissed my dad was getting custody in the divorce. I guess she took me in defiance, then changed her mind and left me at a YMCA. Never saw her again. I was 3.

It’s cool though, I think abandonment issues are gonna be all the rage in a few years.”

The_Docklights


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