situations; the children will be the first to be punished by torture.
Just imagine what you think would be considered torture and multiply how bad you think it is by a thousand. That’s what it’s like for these innocents. The torture that they go through is a thousand time’s worse than you could ever imagine. Torture by gang rape or sodomy with an object and sometimes the object is made to cause more pain. I cringe knowing that there have been women and children sodomized with razor blades and knives. That is just a small part of what they can do but it is the worst torture that these monsters give out. They rip these people from the inside out and they make the others watch. It makes me sick and even though I haven’t actually seen torture that extreme done, I have heard these men talk of such torture and I couldn’t be the reason that these innocent people have this happen to them.
If I found a way to help them escape then they wouldn’t have to go through any of the events that are about to take place but if I can’t even find a way to escape for myself how can I find a way for them? I’m scared, not for me but for them. If I fail then they will get the worst punishment imaginable and I can’t be the reason for that. I don’t think I would have been able to help all of them to escape anyhow because Jeremy has too many guards at all the exits.
Instead I stand here and watch them being ushered in one by one and bid on like cattle. They’re not cattle they are people. People with feelings, families, and lives waiting for them to come back to. I have to watch them stand there confused and lost not knowing what horrors are to come for them. The kids are the hardest to watch. Not only are they confused but they are scared. You can see it in their eyes as the tears fall. They just want their parents. They should be with their parents playing, being kids and being taken care of with love and affection. They shouldn’t have to see and discover the horrors of the world so young. They don’t even understand what it is that they should be scared of.
I can’t watch as this continues so I leave to stand by the stairs and cry. It’s all I can do because I can’t save them and I feel as if I am the worst person in the world. If I was looking from the outside in and saw someone in my position letting this happen I would consider them a horrible person but actually living this, I can see why so many people turn away. It’s not just their livelihood at stake but those that they try to help and everyone else around them that is innocent. Nobody wants to be responsible for someone else’s pain.
This is the moment I realize I want nothing more than to kill myself or kill Jeremy. Right now I have no feelings for him other than hatred so the moment he waltz’s up to me pulling me into his embrace it takes everything I have not to cringe and show him just how much I hate him in this moment.
3 Months Earlier
As I snuggle closer to the corner of the couch watching one of my favorite movies, Taken, where Liam Neeson kicks ass to save his daughter from the scum who took her and brought her into the sex trafficking world, I realize it is fitting of my situation. The problem is I don’t have a Liam Neeson willing to fight and kill to find me and save me. I only have a man who was willing to fight and kill to take me. But I can’t fret over that now. This is my life and I have decided to make the most of it. Maybe it won’t be so bad. Jeremy seems to be a very attentive boyfriend as long as I don’t fuck up. He spoils me like I’ve never been before. Every day he brings me home a new outfit, shoes, flowers, candy, my favorite food, jewelry; the list goes on, and it’s not just about what he buys me. There are the moments where
Just imagine what you think would be considered torture and multiply how bad you think it is by a thousand. That’s what it’s like for these innocents. The torture that they go through is a thousand time’s worse than you could ever imagine. Torture by gang rape or sodomy with an object and sometimes the object is made to cause more pain. I cringe knowing that there have been women and children sodomized with razor blades and knives. That is just a small part of what they can do but it is the worst torture that these monsters give out. They rip these people from the inside out and they make the others watch. It makes me sick and even though I haven’t actually seen torture that extreme done, I have heard these men talk of such torture and I couldn’t be the reason that these innocent people have this happen to them.
If I found a way to help them escape then they wouldn’t have to go through any of the events that are about to take place but if I can’t even find a way to escape for myself how can I find a way for them? I’m scared, not for me but for them. If I fail then they will get the worst punishment imaginable and I can’t be the reason for that. I don’t think I would have been able to help all of them to escape anyhow because Jeremy has too many guards at all the exits.
Instead I stand here and watch them being ushered in one by one and bid on like cattle. They’re not cattle they are people. People with feelings, families, and lives waiting for them to come back to. I have to watch them stand there confused and lost not knowing what horrors are to come for them. The kids are the hardest to watch. Not only are they confused but they are scared. You can see it in their eyes as the tears fall. They just want their parents. They should be with their parents playing, being kids and being taken care of with love and affection. They shouldn’t have to see and discover the horrors of the world so young. They don’t even understand what it is that they should be scared of.
I can’t watch as this continues so I leave to stand by the stairs and cry. It’s all I can do because I can’t save them and I feel as if I am the worst person in the world. If I was looking from the outside in and saw someone in my position letting this happen I would consider them a horrible person but actually living this, I can see why so many people turn away. It’s not just their livelihood at stake but those that they try to help and everyone else around them that is innocent. Nobody wants to be responsible for someone else’s pain.
This is the moment I realize I want nothing more than to kill myself or kill Jeremy. Right now I have no feelings for him other than hatred so the moment he waltz’s up to me pulling me into his embrace it takes everything I have not to cringe and show him just how much I hate him in this moment.
3 Months Earlier
As I snuggle closer to the corner of the couch watching one of my favorite movies, Taken, where Liam Neeson kicks ass to save his daughter from the scum who took her and brought her into the sex trafficking world, I realize it is fitting of my situation. The problem is I don’t have a Liam Neeson willing to fight and kill to find me and save me. I only have a man who was willing to fight and kill to take me. But I can’t fret over that now. This is my life and I have decided to make the most of it. Maybe it won’t be so bad. Jeremy seems to be a very attentive boyfriend as long as I don’t fuck up. He spoils me like I’ve never been before. Every day he brings me home a new outfit, shoes, flowers, candy, my favorite food, jewelry; the list goes on, and it’s not just about what he buys me. There are the moments where
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