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It is estimated that 800,000 people are trafficked across international borders every year – 80% of these are women and girls. (Source: U.S. Department of State, Trafficking in Persons Report: 2007)
Trust. It is such a small word but it can have such a big effect on your life.
Does living in poverty and the sudden prospect of money make people evil, or are they evil to begin with?
My mind will be raped as well as my body. I am no longer me anymore but a skeleton of the woman I was.
So I need to believe there is hope for me, even if it is just a tiny strand in the midst of all this pain. Without hope I will not survive this.
I used to be a human being, but now I am a sex slave. I will never be clean again. No matter how many times I scrub and scrub, trying to claw off my skin, I will always have their dirt everywhere. On my skin, under my nails, inside me, and etched into my soul.
I am a thing, a toy, an object. A slave who is there purely for them to release their fantasies.
My scars will not show, but they will torture me forever.
They are trafficking girls under everyone’s noses, but we are invisible.
There is a cracked mirror on the wall and my reflection sums me up perfectly. Broken.
Do people really think every prostitute turns to this life because they are nymphomaniacs? Because it is their number one career choice? Do they honestly think some women and girls aspire to be a sex slave whore like they aspire to be a pop star? I wish the world would wake up.
