Kidnapping Experience

sleepytaz said:
I'm actually interested in that if you wouldn't mind? That is if it isn't too much of a trouble. It'd be cool :)
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I will get back to you with the long detailed story soon. I just realized that I have a few things to take care of before midnight. I'll be back soon to finish up. ;)
 
Vampy,

Great Thanks for your bring little details.. I'm very apperactied w/you...

Least you're still fine young man and happy deserved to be w/your adoption family.. Don't worry about your Adoption parents who they are religions.. So What.. They did taking care you since raised til NOW.. you're big boy!... :)

*Curiouis* Did you see your Bmom's picture or Bdad's picture or rest of your b-relatives picture.. ? If no.. Not necessary discuss this further.. That's all I'm asking.. :)

Thanks again.
 
Bullym0m said:
Vampy,

Great Thanks for your bring little details.. I'm very apperactied w/you...

Least you're still fine young man and happy deserved to be w/your adoption family.. Don't worry about your Adoption parents who they are religions.. So What.. They did taking care you since raised til NOW.. you're big boy!... :)

*Curiouis* Did you see your Bmom's picture or Bdad's picture or rest of your b-relatives picture.. ? If no.. Not necessary discuss this further.. That's all I'm asking.. :)

Thanks again.
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Nope, I never saw pictures of anyone else in my real mom's family. The last time I saw her in person was 21 years ago. That was also the last time I saw my real sister.
 
Okay, I'm back. Here I am:

It was my 5th birthday. I was supposed to meet my real mom for my birthday. The plan was for me to go out with my real mom to celebrate my birthday with her. We were to go to McDonalds and that my foster parents would meet us there to pick me up and take me back home for my other big birthday party. Instead of meeting at McDonalds at the specified time, we went there earlier and then left. The big birthday party that my foster parents had planned for me was supposed to be a surprise so I never knew what was planned for me. That's why I innocently went along with my real mom when she took off with me. I thought that it was just an extended visit as a birthday gift. We went out in her car and drove for a while. I slept in her car and we went far. I woke up and we stopped at a hotel overnight. During our trip, we stopped and lived in a trailer park for a while. While we were there, I met some other people. Maybe, they were her other relatives... but I heard that she only had one sister, which I probably met once. Her sister was very much like her. She was a single mother and had a few kids. Anyway, I was able to walk outside and do whatever I wanted. I didn't have a care in the world. Later, we tagged along with some roadside carnival group. It was interesting to see how they do things. The final night we were with them, it rained. It was also interesting to see how they did things. I was in the middle of everything and watching them pack up, move, store, etc. That next day, we drove off again. Before or after that roadside carnival trip, my real mom was making a left turn to get on the ramp to enter the highway. In the process, I wasn't paying attention and turned the door handle. That's when I fell out of the car. It happened just when she was turning left so I fell out and rolled a few yards. She immediately stopped and carried me back in the car. Of course, I was shocked for a moment... watching myself roll as the world around me spun. I cried a bit when I was in the car, but quickly fell asleep. I woke up without pain, just a few scratches here and there. Anyway, back to the trip... we went to a lot of places. We managed to get to Texas. That's where my real mom abandoned her car. I don't know the exact details about why she left the car. I heard that it was because the car broke down. However, I'm beginning to suspect that it was because I tossed the keys to the car in the lake. But then again, I could be wrong. ;)

To be continued...
 
Taylor said:
Some people do not want closure...as there is nothing to close. Some children don't consider their birth mother their mother at all, and consider their adoptive or foster parents their parents.

For me, it was a little bit of both. I was never adopted but spent my childhood in various homes and foster care.
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Same as here, I keep my real mom but don't want any closure with my real dad, that why I have a friend who is my father, and I have been seeing him weekly at a place where we work, and we've gotten so close.
 
VamPyroX said:
She was just a desperate single mother who didn't know what she was doing when she kidnapped me. There are mothers out there like that. They don't think about their actions, just do whatever they feel is right... just because they are family.
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I recalled ur interesting story vaguely before, and
it looks like your real Mom love and
want to keep you so badly... I still do not understand
why wouldn't they allow her to keep you anyway....
It looks like that she did not mean to hurt you at all.
 
Okay, here's the other part of my story:

After abandoning the car in Texas, we hitchhiked our way to Florida. Almost all of rides were 18-wheelers. She slept with some of them along the way and I knew because I remember seeing them having sex in front of me. :eek: Some of them were in hotels and some of them were in the trucks cuz some truckers had bunk beds in their rigs. Heh! There was one guy that I remember well... he drove a huge black rig that seemed to be lined with diamonds. It was his own personal custom-designed rig. We stopped at a hotel one day and spent the whole day there. While we were there, my real mom told me to go outside and have fun. I did. I went out and walked through the streets of the town we were visiting. I stopped by this store (similar to Walmart) and walked through. I picked up a couple of things from the toy aisles and took them with me. I guess I was stealing toys without knowing what I was doing. Heh! I walked back to the hotel and walked in on my real mom having sex with that trucker. She yelled at me and made me go to the bathroom. The next day, we headed out again and stopped in another town. That trucker stopped at a local truck stop. We got out and had lunch. The trucker then took off without us. I remember it well cuz I remember seeing my real mom yelling with her arms in the air as the truck drove off. We then ended up talking a walk through town. We stopped by this office building and she had me sit in the waiting room. I didn't know where we were, but I think it was her lawyer or something. I remember getting impatient and sneaking a peek into the hallway to the office that she was sitting in. The person she was talking to was a guy who looked professional. It didn't look like a business office, a doctor's office, or a dentist's office. It lookes like something of a lawyer's office. But then again, it could have been a private doctor's office or something. I was still too young then. Heh! Anyway, after that... we walked around again. That evening, we managed to find a ride out of town. We hitched rides on more trucks as we headed to Florida. During that time, my dad (who was a cop at that time) managed to have roadblocks set up. One of them was on a highway that we were on. When we got to Florida, we were pulled over and my real mom was questioned. She admitted to abandoning her car in Texas and to who she was. I guess she got tired of it or had a change of heart at that time. The police put her in jail and flew me back to St. Louis. I landed, my foster parents and family were very happy to see me again, and when I got home... they had a birthday party ready for me. FINALLY! Ironically, my real mom was let out of jail. I think it was because she was pregnant. I remember her having a baby and it wasn't long after I was found and before I saw her again. The last person she slept with (to the best of my knowledge) was that trucker that I walked in on having sex with my real mom. Anyway, that baby she had is my little sister... more of a half-sister. That's the story of my kidnapping.
 
Current Update:

I was 5 years old when my real mom had my sister. That would make her about 23 years old today. By the time I was 7 to 8 years old, I was finally adopted. I never saw my real mom again. I did hear about her again 10 years ago. She called my grandfather out of the blue. My grandparents haven't moved for over 30 years, so the phone number that my grandparents had... was still the same. That's why she was able to call my grandfather after so many years. She called just to see what was up with me. She also mentioned that she had a baby son recently. That call was in 1995. That would make her son about 10 years old today. She also mentioned that she was still single. Altogether, my real mom would be about 43 years old, my real half-sister about 23 years old, and my real half-brother about 10 years old today. Since a lot can happen in ten years, I can't really say whether she's married now and/or had more kids since then. That's my life! :)
 
Hold a minutes, Vampy.

You mentioned in your post about "my Grandparents". Is they your real mother's side or adoptive parents's side?

If you say it's your real mother's side. I had the feeling after read your posts that your Grandparents dont want do anything with your real mother after learn that she expected to have you. ???

It would be different if your grandparents give your real mother support with you. Your real mother feel helpless and go wrong path like what you describe about is very sad.

I know what your real mother did with you out of her love but she cant made it. I feel for her totally after read your post. I know you had been through bad time when you was with your real mother like this. I know she would not do that if she receive the support from her grandparents.

I'm glad that adoptive parents adopted you and love you what you are.
 
Well if your mom was 15 when she had you. And your dad was a cop.
Then did your dad raped her?

How can your dad be a cop if he was young?
 
Miss*Pinocchio said:
Well if your mom was 15 when she had you. And your dad was a cop.
Then did your dad raped her?

How can your dad be a cop if he was young?
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Vampy mean his adoptive Dad, not real Dad.
 
^Angel^ said:
Girl, remind me to bring you some of Malfoyish's famous milk shake when I see ya! :D
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Oooh, milkshake anyone?? ;)

Vamp - am glad everything worked out for you!
 
Liebling:-))) said:
Hold a minutes, Vampy.

You mentioned in your post about "my Grandparents". Is they your real mother's side or adoptive parents's side?

If you say it's your real mother's side. I had the feeling after read your posts that your Grandparents dont want do anything with your real mother after learn that she expected to have you. ???

It would be different if your grandparents give your real mother support with you. Your real mother feel helpless and go wrong path like what you describe about is very sad.

I know what your real mother did with you out of her love but she cant made it. I feel for her totally after read your post. I know you had been through bad time when you was with your real mother like this. I know she would not do that if she receive the support from her grandparents.

I'm glad that adoptive parents adopted you and love you what you are.
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My grandparents are the parents of my adopted mom. Remember me saying that I've never met any relatives of my real mom except possibly her sister? That applies to my real grandparents, real cousins, etc.
 
Miss*Pinocchio said:
Well if your mom was 15 when she had you. And your dad was a cop.
Then did your dad raped her?

How can your dad be a cop if he was young?
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Remember, I never met my real dad. Obviously, this cop wasn't my real dad. It was my foster dad (now adopted dad) who was a cop. What makes you think he raped her? Letting ravensteve1961 get you to think that all cops are rapists? Nah!

My real mom got pregnant from some high school football player. He never stayed with her. It wasn't rape. She never mentioned who that football player was. That's all.
 
zesty said:
oh i know you!! sheesh!!! we talked on campus a few times!! and you are in my ringo/tickle as well! lol you call yourself a VAMPIRE?? but you are NO VAMPIRE!! as from what i remember.. you are a very sweet guy!! :P
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We've met? You have a picture? Post it in the "Members Picture" thread. :thumb:

Anyway, thanks... heh!
 
zesty said:
are you still with the same girl? or a different girl?? sorry i keep getting them confused! :giggle:
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Nope, we broke up in August 2003 after a 3 years 4 months relationship. :(
 
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