My story is quite a peculiar one, i was in a deep lonely phase that caused for desperate measures; just one moment of pure anger and hatred towards others affected my entire life; or should i say for more that a decade. That time period were my teen years, i could never go back and live those crucial years, but i can make my life span worth every second, time is precious once you had experienced a calamity like mine. I was born on October 14, 1981 in Monongahela, Pennsylvania. When i got held captive i was only 14 years old. I am currently 31 years old and still recovering from what i had to endure for more than a decade. I attended Bible school until about 13; after my parents divorced my dad found a new wife that lived in MeKeesport, Pennsylvania. I was forced to transfer to Cornell Intermediate School, by this time i was in eigth grade. I did not work for a while, until i was 18 and was finally able to go outside and experience the sun hitting my face so violently.. I worked at a local thrift shop where i would normally help before i was employed. I had a sickening, unbearable childhood. I was around abuse, rough relationships and sexual intercourse my entire life. I was the only child of two high school sweethearts. My mother,Sherri, and father, Jerry, were happily married until they began to have serious issues. My mother and I had a great mother-daughter relationship; we would go shopping for clothes, makeup, perfumes, and take many family trips. I started noticing that every time we would go somewhere I would be the only one to laugh, smile, and have a fun time; while my parents were serious and buried in silence. My mother started behaving insane; started bursting into laughter for no apparent reason, she had also set their coffee table on fire. She had later been sent to a mental institution and my father was awarded custody; and this is when my life changed forever. I had been faced with many men who wanted me only for sexual pleasure and i did indeed escape from many, but a couple years later I did not escape until after a decade. My captor, Thomas John Hose, was a police guard at Cornell where i had been attending. Everyone feared Tom, but to me he was the only one who understood my situation and who actually cared to listen to my personal problems. For a while i was convinced that god send me a guardian angel to protect me from all that has happened, but when i realized it was too good to be true; he had me right where he wanted me. By this time I was only 14 years old, while Tom was 38. Staff and faculty and Cornell feared Tom; Tom had asked a counsler about my life's story and figured out that i had been in a vulnerable place.I fell deeply in love with Tom and him with me. I attempted to runaway from my family and into the house of Tom's parents where him and his son had lived. I had no idea that from this point forward I would no longer see daylight nor my family. The way it may seem is that I was a runaway, but in fact no one cared, heard, or listened to. I had met one of Tom's close friends, Judy Sokol, who warned me to leave that moment I had the chance but when I tried Tom would not let me and make threats saying "I will kill you and dump you into the river" which stuck with me since there was a river right by his house. His parents lived upstairs and we lived in the basement, his parents completely oblivious to everything and not at all noticed that a face on a milk carton had been living right below her. This is my story of how justice failed me time after time.
Before my captivity, i lived here with my father, his new wife, and her daughter. They were always one family, but when it came to me i was the one that had to be excluded from everything, the odd one out, my dad was too caught up in his love life that he didn't even realize what corruption his beloved wife was doing to us. I'm not sure that if he had noticed he would do anything about it, but i liked to have a spark of hope. This is where i had tried to run away dozens of times just to get away from my father who would make me go get rid of my abusive, insane mother who followed us home, perfectly aware of her condition and want of me. This is where most of my life took place, but if i can go back i would most defiantly would have wanted to stay with my mom and move in with her.
Just two miles away from my home in McKeesport, PA was where i was held captive in John Hose's parent's house. No one even cared too look there knowing our inappropriate relationship. They seemed to check the house of past history with my relatives trying to seduce me, but never looked where it made most sense. John would go to work every single day and come back with saying "No one even mentioned your name", this would crush me and give me more of a reason to believe that John was the only one who actually cared. One reason i did not try to escape multiple times was because i was so convinced that John was the only one that cared so i would end up on the streets alone and with no one to keep me safe; not that i think about it, wandering in the streets might have been luxury compared to living in the house of a pedophile.