![]() ![]() But I distinctly remember the screams, holding hands with Mason through a hole in my wall, and sharing a chocolate bar. When I ask the detectives assigned to my case about Mason, I get an answer I don't believe - that there were no traces of any other kidnapped kids. So I start my own form of therapy - but writing about my experience awakens uncomfortable memories, ones that should've stayed buried. Therapists are clueless and condescending. But they don't understand that dining out and shopping trips can't heal what's broken inside me. Now that I'm home, my parents and friends want everything to be like it was before I left. ![]() But when that day finally came, I had to leave him behind. ![]() My only solace was Mason - one of the other kidnapped teens - and our pact to one day escape together. The last time I saw the face of my abductor was when he dragged me fighting from the trunk of his car. ![]() I received meals, laundered clothes, and toiletries through a cat door, never knowing if it was day or night. Locked in a room with a bed, refrigerator, and adjoining bathroom, I was instructed to eat, bathe, and behave. Bestselling author Laurie Faria Stolarz's thrilling novel Jane Anonymous is a revelatory confessional of a seventeen-year-old girl's fight to escape a kidnapper - and her struggles to connect with loved ones and a life that no longer exists. ![]()
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