Escape

But maybe..

The next day comes and the process begins again. "Number 284 " I stand up and I'm taken to another bed behind a curtain but the person seems different. The man who paid for me doesn't throw me on the bed and rapes me. The man just stands there, looking down at me. "Hello" he says quietly. I don't answer. "You don't have to fear me." he says while squatting down to my eye level. I look away from his face and stay quiet. He pulls out a badge with his ID on it. "This is my proof" I turn around and see a picture of the same man squatting before me and his identification. " I'm here to help you. I'm here to help you all" he whispered. 

I look up to the man confused. " My name is James" he whispers with a smile. "What's your name?" he asked. "I don't remember." I said as my voice broke. " I-I think it's Naomi .. I don't remember because no one calls me by my name. I'm just ... I'm just 284" I said weakly. "It's a nice name, I'd rather call you Naomi." he said politely.
"How are you going to help us. I mean you're a stranger and those men are horrible and I don't know if you are like them. I don't trust you and the girls don't trust you either. We trust no one. " James studied me for a moment. "Yeah I understand what you mean Naomi, but I promise I will get you guys out of here. " said James in a reassuring tone. "and how are you going to do that.."

"Well I work with a secret organization that helps rescue people who's bodies are sold to horrible people. So basically I help girls like you. Who need to be set free." he whispered. "So how old are you?"he whispered.
"I'm 11" I whispered back.
"Do you know how you got here?"
"No, it was so long ago I don't remember anymore."
"Hm okay...well I won't ever touch you when I come here okay?" said James in a reassuring tone.
"But." I whispered confused. "We'll pretend that I did , so he won't suspect anything okay."said James smiling. I nodded.
Maybe this man can help us. Maybe he can free us.. just maybe.
James gets off his knees and walks out the curtain. I lay on the bed and pretend to be in pain. "Did you enjoy our service?" said the man.
"Oh yeah, yeah I did. Um I forgot to ask you but...what's your name? " asked James.
"My name is Marco." said the man. "I'll see you next week. "
"Yeah see you then."said James while leaving.
The man walks into the room after all the clients leave. "Go eat!"he yells. We jump up and run to the door to get our food. The food was horrible. Stale bread and water was what we ate every night. I have gotten used to it due to hunger not want. I sometimes dream of eating real food someday with 286. That would be nice.
After we finish eating we are sent to bed.

"Goodnight" said 286. " Sweet dreams." I answer back. I hug her through the night. Days turned into weeks... and I didn't see James come back.