At a young age youve been sent out in the woods by your mother to run. Run from various men. You had ripped clothes and no shoes. Made it hard for you. It was cruel. At first you just thought it was a game. Now you were 16. You knew it was life or death. Your mom didnt care. She labelled you as a pathological liar with crazy fantasies.. even hired a therapist to illegally document things that weren't even true.

After a run that nearly got you killed you went to your mom and said "Im done. Kill me I dont care." Your mom just smiled and said "Oh cmon. You have a run from 5 guys next week. They booked you and they want blood. Another girls gonna be running along side you." Your mom showed you a picture.. she looked 11. Definitly trafficked..

You prepared. Knowing you cant get out of this.. youve tried everything.. Police, cps, telling your teachers, friends. Everyone.