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346 pages, Paperback
First published January 7, 2020


The Statue of Liberty stands proudly in the distance. I shudder at the sight. She may be a sign of freedom to millions of people, but not me. I’m a prisoner here, trapped an ocean away from home with nothing more than a small sliver of hope and an increasingly flawed escape plan. The only time I want to see this statue again is when I’m sailing away from it.
I’m not sure what shocks me more: being kidnapped in the first place, or people’s reaction to the obvious abuse I’ve endured. There are many people standing around--unlimited witnesses to a crime. Do they not know what they’re seeing? Do they really not care?
I barely remember what sleep is anymore. For me, it's lying down inside a torture chamber and waiting for the pain to start. Sometimes it doesn't even wait until my eyes are closed to send the nightmares. Shadows crawl out of dark corners, inching along the room, leaving me curled into a ball, weeping. If those few hours when exhaustion wins count as sleep, I'll get right on it.