Blaine Anderson was abducted March 15, 2000. He was 5 years old and was at the park with his mother. She only turned her back for a second, she never meant for anything to happen to her baby. They searched for months and months with no avail, they were told several times that they should just give up because there was no hope now. After a year, the noise surrounding Blaine's case had quieted, noone was looking for the boy anymore. His parents would never stop worrying and wondering where their baby boy had gone. They only hoped that whomever took him, would return him home safe.

— May 1, 2001

He skipped through the tall grass after the small dog, trying to gain ground by doing so. "Come back! I wanna play!" he called out, the dog paused and turned. The small lab panted and looked at the boy, then pranced toward him. He lapped at the boys face as he giggled happily. "Gus! Stop it! Enough kisses!" he said through his giggles. The dog laid itself gently beside the boy in the grass. He petted at the dog's head and smiled. "Jake! Come on in! Time for lunch!" a voice called from through the grass. The boy frowned, but got up anyway. He followed Gus back to the house. "When are you gonna stop calling me Jake, mister? That's not my name." The boy replied, looking up towards the man. "Of course it's your name Jake! That's just your imagination again. Come on bud, let's have some lunch and you can tell me more stories about 'Blaine' and his adventures, okay?" The boy frowned but followed along none the less. "And Jake, don't call me mister again. I'm your daddy, and you're my little boy." the man said as he gently lifted Jake up into the house.

— January 18, 2005

Jake closed the door to the house and threw his light blue jacket over the back of the kitchen chair which he sunk into and put his head in his hands. At 8 years old, Jake discovered that he was gay. Today, he had finally been called out on it. A boy at his school had called him names today after he declined playing football with he boys in his class and instead played with the girls. He didn't know what the names meant, but he figured they were bad by the way the teacher had reacted. He didn't want his father to find out, what if he didn't love him anymore? "Hey Buddy! I didn't know you were home from school. How was it?" Jake looked up with tears in his eyes, he knew his dad would find out anyway either through parents or teachers, so he might as well say it himself. "Daddy, I'm sorry." "why are you sorry? What happened?" the man whispered comfortingly as he leaned down and rubbed at Jake's back. "I - I played with the girls at school and the boys dont like me anymore a-and I -I…promise you won't hate me Daddy? Promise!" "I promise Jay, now tell me what happened. It's okay, I could never hate you, I love you" "I-I like boys. W- when I was playing today, they wanted to play house and I asked why there couldn't be two daddies and that's when the boys heard and made fun of me. I'm sorry, daddy."

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