Jaycee Dugard: A Stolen Life

A Stolen Life, written by Jaycee Dugard herself, is an inspirational story about the eighteen years she’s spent with Phillip, her kidnapper. She wrote down all her feelings and experiences that she felt during those years.

For eighteen years, Jaycee remained hidden from the rest of the world. Can you imagine yourself walking into a crowd of people where no one can recognize you, where you’re invisible to everyone? That was exactly how Jaycee felt during those years. She could walk in public, and no one recognized her for the girl that was kidnapped years ago, even though she was just dying to be recognized on the inside.

Kidnapped at the age of eleven, Jaycee Dugard experienced things that many grown ups will probably never experience in their whole life. What happened to her was inevitably horrifying. Phillip, her kidnapper took her one morning while she was walking to the bus to go to school. For eighteen years, she was held captive as a prisoner in Phillip’s “home.” During those eighteen years, Jaycee was an object for someone to use, and abuse, an object of manipulation. She was tortured, and raped continuously. She was not even allowed to say her name. During her captivity, she mothered two daughters where she gave birth to her first daughter when she was fourteen years old. Although, she gave birth to them, she was not allowed to be referred to as the children’s mother. She was forced to be their “sister.”

Despite what Phillip did to her, Jaycee relied on him for everything. Being kidnapped at such a young age, she hasn’t experienced many things that kids her age should have. She had no choice but to rely on Phillip, and to listen to him and trust him. If I were Jaycee, I probably wouldn’t be able to live that long. I wouldn’t have the guts to endure these tortures the way she did. Jaycee has a strong mind and soul that I believe not many people have. I’m sure she has inspired many people by coming out and writing this book to tell everyone what happened to her during those eighteen years of captivity.


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