I showed up to work around 9:15 Thursday, March 1st. I backed my car up and put my car in park and was ready to start my day. A man was yelling at me through my window telling me I hit his friends stuff. I open my door and begin to apologize and as I open my door, he gets closer to my car and starts to get aggressive. He starts going through my stuff on my driver door as I try to close it. He states “what do you have in here” and I tell him to go away. He try’s to push me out of the way while I’m still buckled in my seatbelt. He tells me he will shoot me so I comply. As I’m unbuckling my seatbelt he smacks my glasses off my face and gets in my driver seat. Once I’m in the passenger seat he pulls out a small black semi automatic handgun in his right hand. I can’t remember if his finger was on the trigger nor did I see if the safety was on. He starts to physically throw things down that I had hang up such as my GPS and the center portion of my dash board that had a external battery velcrowed to. He tells me to get in the back seat and as I’m getting back on my own he pushed me to get there faster. I try and tell him to just let me go you can have the car I have to go to work. He tells me to “shut the fuck up you’re not going anywhere. We’ll dump you somewhere else” he tells me to lay down and put my hands behind my back so he can zip tie me. After being zip tied he puts a jacket that I had in the back seat of my car over my head so I couldn’t see. Another person goes in the car and drives off. I could tell the difference between voices and knew who was who. The zip ties that were placed were originally loose enough to wheee I could take my hands out. But after noticing i was trying to get out of them without making noise he makes them extremely tight to the point my hands go numb. He asks if I have any money or cash on me. I told him I don’t have any it’s all in my bank. I’m forced to give him my pin code and was threatened if it was fake he would kill me. He asks if I have any “pills, drugs, weed” and I say no. He ends up saying something about me being a “good girl” and I was just in the back seat sobbing because I though my parents were going to be getting a call from the San Juanqin sheriffs department that I was found in a ditch lifeless. The passenger asks if I have kids or anything. For the protection of my nieces and nephews I said no. He then finds my Victoria Secret credit card and tries to say that I’m a “freak” the driver makes comments about putting his penis in my backside. The conversation continued to the point where the passenger asks me if I’ve ever had a black man have sex with me. Although it wasn’t directly threatened to me it was indirectly done. I asked for my glasses again and told him he can have my car I just want my glasses so I can see. He continued to yell at me and said if I talk again he’ll shoot me in my “fat ass” at some point in the car I’m not sure how long I was in it. The driver tells the passenger to just shoot me and dump me somewhere. The passenger replies with “nah, I don’t want to kill a kid” eventually they stop somewhere where there is no one around he threatens again if I scream when I get out of the car he’ll shoot me. I comply and try and get out of the car on my own. He throws a jacket over my face and as they drive off I shake the jacket off of me and try to get help. I chase after a car which was useless. I ran in front of another car and told a lady that I needed help. She just stared at me and drove off. I finally flagged down another car and told the driver what happened. He told me to go to the nearest house and he’ll call 911. I went to the nearest house I seen and rang the door bell and banged on the door and was on the phone with the police department. And then help was finally on the way.

9 months ago one of the two people who were involved with my kidnapping were arrested.. because of this, I was diagnosed with ASD (Acute Stress Disorder) I had nightmares for weeks. Talking about it made me cry. And want to shut people out. I tried to pretend it never happened. I try to joke about it with those who know. But the truth is that it’s still lingering and it still gives me nightmares. Certain things send triggers. The sight of zip ties gives me severe anxiety. Going into the town I was kiddnapped by myself gives me a panic attack. I was a victim to a potential murder, car jacking, and kidnapping.. and I am no longer afraid to be silent. This is something that you would think only happen in thriller drama movies. But it’s very much real. Had I not looked as if I’m barely 19 I would not be alive today. Yes I survived, but I’m still on a long road for recovery where my mental well being is concerned. I seen a therapist and it helped a lot. As I go through the process of the trial, it is making me realize that I can’t just run away from this. I need a support system. Therapists can only do so much, and I’ll be damned if someone tries to medicate me to “forget” it ever happened.

So far this is the timeline of events:

March 1 2018:

My kidnapping

November 18 2018:

I speak out about my kidnapping

Later that day:

I receive a call that one of my kidnappers are in custody. Arrested November 17 2018.

March 4 2019:

Got a call from the District Attorney office

to get ready for a preliminary hearing

March 8 2019:

Meet with the DDA to go over what is to be expected of the hearing and everything leading up to trial.

July 11 2019:

Going to the jail to do facial identification.

Update:

Thank you all for your kind words.. but please, I’m begging you, don’t feel sorry for me. I didn’t post this to get people to do that. I posted this so people know just how real this is. What I want is a support system. People to understand that these things do happen. We are still in the preliminary session of the trial so things are very slowly going through. Prayers or anything at this rate is all I need. I don’t get the support I need from those who I thought I would be there, so I’m reaching out to you ladies.