![]() ![]() Night after night, I would shower and cry, hoping the soap would wash away the filth I felt inside. It is so painful for me to share with you that this black hole would envelop me for the new few years of my life. The emotions of feeling stupid, filthy, used, and taken advantage of, just overwhelmed me. Immediately following the first experience with what he called a “customer,” I went back to my room, took a shower, and just cried. This was the very first time that a little girl's dream would begin to turn into a nightmare. Later that day he handed me a slip of paper with the name of a hotel with a room number on it. He took the pictures and put them on the internet. I was so afraid, and once again I did what he told me to. ![]() I asked him what that was, and he said that they were clothes and I had to put them on because he need to take some photos of me. We ran around and he threw a bag on the bed. I had seen him beat up other girls before and I was afraid that would happen to me. ![]() One day Cherry left and he became extremely angry. He told me that I had to quit school because I had to earn “us” more money. The emotional connection that I thought I had with him began to vanish in my heart. He said that I had to go down the street to the strip club and dance. He told me that because of all the nice things he had done for me, it was now time for me to pay him back. One evening when I was 13, he introduced me to two girls named Candy and Cherry. During the first six months I felt like I was in love with him. I gravitated to this man because he made me feel safe and secure and gave me the attention from a man that I desperately desired. When I was 12 years old, I met this guy who was 18. ![]()
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