I don't fully remember my kidnapping, but I think the story is important to tell. It shows that these things do happen, often by the people you wouldn't expect. I don't even know a whole lot about it as I was only 2 years old, but I do have a few blurry memories.
In 1991 my younger sister and I were kidnapped by my biological father and taken to Iran for over half a year. He essentially tricked my mom into getting us passports to visit some of his family over in Europe in order to get this to work.
I remember what I think was being taken, sitting in a car in the middle of the night while two guys outside were talking near a brick building. I remember being in a house with some kids a few years older than me, and that they were not very nice. But most of all, I remember coming home, being carried by an FBI agent into a private room in an airport where my mom was in tears and all my toys were along the wall behind her. The FBI wasn't even sure where we were, but the rest of the story is that they called my mom to come to the airport and just wait and see. She brought her parents along, and apparently one of the agents told my grandmother that they might as well consider us dead because they were fairly confident we wouldn't be coming back. My sister and I ended up being on that plane, and none of us are really sure what exactly happened.
Some other things I know is that Mr. Rogers was a big proponent of finding us, there was an interview on the news with him when we were finally found. I still have the VHS tape of it somewhere. Ray Gricar (the DA from Pennsylvania who went missing, involved in the Sandusky trials) ended up being somewhat of a family friend as he ran the whole case, setting my sister and I up with our own lawyers. In the end my biological father only got his drivers license taken away, and got visitation rights until I was 5 years old (in a room with armed guards for maybe an hour every few months). He would bring us a ton of toys every time, but I would insist on donating them all instead of keeping them.
I wish I could find any information about this, but I can't find any. It's a somewhat touchy subject, and he still comes around and tries to get in contact with us when finding us - or send my mom threatening messages - so I'm not inclined to ask and rather do my own research. I still remember finding missing posters with my face on them when I was 4 years old when looking for scratch paper to draw on, but that was the most I've seen after it all happened. If anyone knows a good way to find case information please let me know. It happened in Virginia and the cases took place in Pennsylvania. Thank you!
Also, if anyone has any questions feel free to ask, I tell this story openly to anyone.