05/01/2017
Hello everyone. This is a story not featured in Your Story Matters but when this girl came to me with her story I could not refuse her request to post her story. Just a reminder, if you know who this girl is, I ask that you do not tag her without her permission.
When a girl came to college she expected what every college freshman expects. However, her first few weeks were not ideal. She was assigned to live in a suite with a group of girls but it was obvious within the first few days they would not get alone. Their personalities clashed and she felt like the odd one out of the group so much so that her stuff would get stolen or hidden from her as a cruel prank. She went to residential and greek life to request a room change but they refused until second semester She was miserable to the point she thought of dropping out of the school altogether. The weekend before Labor Day she was at her wits end. She had been trying to numb the pain she was experiencing with a cocktail of painkillers but she knew she couldn’t do that all semester. So, she thought if she went home for a bit it could recharge her. She didn’t have a car, and she wasn’t close enough to anyone on campus to ask for a ride to St. Louis. So she went to the internet and found a man on craigslist who lived in Colombia who ran a transport service who would be willing to drive her to St. Louis. He picked her up at 2am, a few hours later than she had agreed, but she was so desperate to go home that she just shrugged it off. In the car he said he needed to stop in Columbia to pick up something, she assumed he needed his wallet or something like that. They passed the exit for Columbia and he kept going. They passed every exit on I-70 for two hours and she fought to stay awake. But sleep overcame her and she fell asleep in Kansas City. He dragged her inside with a hand over her mouth and he said it was so she couldn’t wake up his roommates. It was later discovered that his house was a half-way house for s*x offenders and she was stuck there. He locked her in the closet in the basement for around 12 hours. She luckily still had her phone so she was texting her sister and told her where she was. Her sister told her to call the police and to tell their mother, but she wanted to keep everything quiet, and even tried to bribe her sister with gas money. She also texted other people for help, but everyone said no or had an excuse not to. Any attempts to break the door down was worthless. The guy came back to the closet around 3pm smelling of fryer oil and in a fast food uniform and he let her out to use the bathroom and she told the man she needed to go back to school for a project. The man showed he was upset that he had to drive a young smart college girl away from her school and she should have stayed. She begged him to take her back but his response was punches, and choking. After hours of abuse and begging the man finally caved and decided to drive her back. She texted her sister that everything was going to be ok and she was on her way home but her phone quickly died. she convinced the guy to pull over at a 24-hour Starbucks and when she went inside she told the barista to call the police and she hid in the bathroom. She was there for half an hour and when the police arrived the man was arrested for violating his parole, abduction, and battery. She stayed in the Starbucks with another police officer who administered first aid. She walked away with a busted lip, bruised trachea a broken shoulder, broken ribs, and assorted bruising from his punches. It was 3am when her family had finally made it to Kansas City, and thankfully they were not mad at her, just relieved she was safe. When she returned to school her suitemates didn’t really care what had happened, perhaps they thought she was faking. Per the recommendation of the school she went to the counselors but besides that she didn’t feel like she had a support group. She was told by the police to not talk about it until he was sentenced. He is now in prison and is a registered s*x offender. She remained at her school and eventually found a group of friends she could be close too. But she will never forget the loneliness she felt and the horror she experienced. She still blames the school and her suitemates for driving her to finding the man.