"When I was 13, a pedophile I met online kidnapped me, raped and tortured me."

That such friends in this opportunity continue to call to alert parents, mothers, teachers and children about the danger of the Internet for minors, this story that will read below is a very delicate story.

Alicia Kizakiewicz was 13 years old when she escaped from her home in Pittsburgh, USA, to meet someone she had been chatting on the Internet. What happened next was a nightmare.

This is his story in his own words.

"I remember that Christmas 2001 was really fantastic, and so was the first half of the first day of 2002. New Year has always been a day of celebration for my family. At some point between dinner and dessert, I asked my mother if I could go and lie down because my stomach hurt.

I sneaked behind the Christmas tree that was at the front door and opened it to meet the person I thought was a friend. I remember being in a corner and a little voice, my intuition, I said: "Alicia, what are you doing? This is very dangerous, you have to go home. "

I turned around and started walking towards the house, but then I heard that they called me, and suddenly I was in a car with this man. I was immediately afraid to die.

My childhood up to that point had been amazing. We were, and still are, a very close family. My childhood was full of fun.

In those years children were not educated about the dangers of the Internet.

It was my older brother who introduced me to the use of the Internet. In 2001 and 2002 there were very few people educating children about the dangers of the Internet. I made a screen name and got online. My friends and I were talking about all kinds of things. The most popular guys talked to the less popular. I felt safe.

"Be good. Stay still. "

There was a boy, a child that I thought was about my age, that I didn't know, and who liked the same things as me.

He listened to me day and night, gave me advice. It was someone I could complain to about what I didn't like and someone who made me feel good over the eight or nine months that preceded my kidnapping.

It's the person I went out to see on New Year's Day and the one who kidnapped me in his car.

I grabbed my hand so hard I thought I'd broken it.

He gave me orders, he said, "Be good, stay still." If he didn't obey, he'd say, he'd put me in the trunk.

After a while, the car reached a toll and in my head, I thought "This is my chance, now I will be rescued because this person in the toll is going to see a girl crying and going to think, what's going on? And he's going to call the police and this is all going to end. "

But the man at the tollbooth didn't see me, he didn't think anything was wrong, and the car sped.

Alicia was missing for four days.

He kept driving for about five hours, from Pittsburgh to Virginia (USA).

Finally, the car stopped, pulled me out and dragged me home. And he kept dragging me down the stairs to the basement, where there was a door with a padlock and he got me inside.

Then he took my clothes off, looked at me and said, "This is going to be very hard for you. All right, cry. "

Then he put a dog chain around my neck and took me upstairs to his room. And he raped me.

"I began to accept that I was going to die"

He chained Me to the ground with the dog collar next to the bed. He raped me and hit me and tortured me in that house for four days.

I have to say that it's amazing the answer I get sometimes when I explain it. Sometimes people say, "You're lucky, it didn't last long."

I want to make it clear that pain cannot be defined by the time it is suffering, or by what happened, but what matters is how that experience affects the person. How it hits her.

After four days of nightmare, she was rescued by the FBI.

While I did what I could to survive, no matter how humiliating, painful or disgusting it was, I had no control over my destiny.

When I tried to resist, I ended up with a broken nose. If I had already been able to kidnap a girl, I had already done things indescribable, why wouldn't he kill me, too?

On the fourth day, he said: "You're starting to like me too. Tonight we're going to go for a drive. " At that moment I knew there was nothing I could do. I knew he was going to kill me. That day he also fed me for the first time in four days and went to work.

I remember crying and praying, praying and thinking about everything I would do if I were stronger, if I were a character in a superhero movie.

I thought, "he's going to kill me, but I'm not leaving without a fight, and maybe I can win." But then I realized that I had already lost many times. And I soon lost hope.
I thought a lot about my parents those days. I knew they were looking for me and they loved me. I had No doubt that they would find me, the question is whether they would find me alive or dead.

I thought, "When was the last time I told you I love you? Do you know how much I love them? "

I started to accept that I was going to die. I went into a dazed state. But then I heard the sound of angry men hitting the bottom door.

As I had lost any hope, I thought they were there to kill me, so I crawled under the bed to try and hide and tried to make no noise.

Alicia is dedicated to sharing her story and advising families on Internet security.

I heard them move around the house fast and shout "clean!", "Clean!", "Clean!"

Now I know what that word means, but then I had no idea.

I should have made some noise because I heard a man say "move there!" and from where I was I saw some boots next door.
A man told me to get out of the bed and raise his hands. She was naked. He looked down and saw the cannon of a pistol.

I thought they'd kill me then, that that was the end. But then the man turned around and I saw that behind his jacket he put FBI, and I saw all those agents running into the room.

They cut the chain around my neck and helped me, liberated me. They gave Me a second chance to live. These men and women, they're my angels.

When I was captive, my kidnapper broadcast the images on the internet while abusing me.

One of those I was seeing recognized the girl of that horrible video as that appeared in the posters of missing persons.
He went to a booth, called the FBI and gave them the abuser's screen name. With him, the FBI found his IP address and they found me. It was a miracle. Essentially, one monster ratted out another.

Power and control

I'm very lucky. If those agents had stopped by for a coffee, or their car had been ruined, I wouldn't be here now. He was going to arrive at his home wings 4.30 pm and the agents arrived at 4.10.

Even today, people are surprised to hear a story like mine. In 2002, when I was kidnapped, they could not understand how this had happened.

They blamed the victim, something that, sadly, is not very different from what happens to sexual abuse cases these days.

After my own recovery period, at the age of 14, I started going to schools, giving presentations, and sharing my story. Today, almost 14 years later, I continue my mission, sharing my mission, my story with people from all over the world, and advising families on Internet security.

Now I'm studying a master's degree in forensic psychology, and I graduated in just a few months. I want to work with children who have been victims of kidnapping or sexual exploitation and with their families.

For years, personal relationships have made me difficult. The Másamorosas and sweet caresses could seem suddenly harmful and evil.

But the day after graduation, I'm married. My fiancé supports my mission and is a great man, but above all a great friend.

What is very important to remember, and that it took me a long time to learn, is that rape is a matter of power and control, and love never is.

The kidnapper of Alicia Kozakiewicz, Scott Tyree (A 38-year-old computer programmer impersonating a boy his age) , confessed guilty in 2003 of transferring a minor between States with a sexual objective and to produce explicitly sexual images. He was sentenced to 19 years and seven months in prison.

Get to know Alicia's project by clicking: Alicia Project

Alicia, who is now 27 years old, has made her mission to protect children not to go through what she went through. There is even a law that bears its name in several states of the United States.

Alicia Kozakiewicz is an international advocate for preventive safety education and effective legislation. As a survivor of Internet deception/kidnapping and child sexual exploitation, Alicia has dedicated her life to raising awareness of missing persons and protecting children from predatory crime.

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