My lip trembles as I bump again the trunk. I remember being with mama in the park and she turned to grab sissies bottle and then this man grabbed me. They stopped a few times and gave me some water but I'm really hungry and I fell asleep a few times. When the trunk opens again I look up at a woman and she glares at me. "Well at least he's cute." Im drug out of the car and into a house. They toss me in their basement and leave me there. When I look around I see seven other kids with bruises and scars all oved their bodies. "Hey, whats going on?" I ask the closest boy to me and he flinches before shaking his head. I just sit in a corner and listen to banging upstairs, then the door flies open and the an older man comes down. "Time for training."
(I didn't want to put any graphic scenes with a six year old.)
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I sit still as another kid is thrown in here.this is my last day in here and they are selling me to the real traffickers. With the things they dod to me while I was here, I'm too scared to try to escape. So I wait for them to come get me. And when they do its with a large burly man. He picks me up by my hair and drags me to another vehicle. "Stay and don't make a noise."
I sit there quietly and watch the scenery. The guy curses and I look ahead to see a road block. "Hello, officer. Is there a problem?" He asks and the officer replies "just checking the area for those missing kids. Weve had twenty of them go missing in this area alone. Its a shame what people are willing to do for a bit of extra cash these days." I don't dare oeak over the seat. Just lay there under the seat and wait. Once it'sdone we take off again and he sighs. "You were good back there, let's keep it that way."
We finally arive and he gets out dragging me with him again. He takes me into this warehouse and down a few halls before opening a room filled with cages. Each case a a kid in ot ranging from ten to seventeen. "This is the kids area. Go what your told and everything will run smoothly, don't and we kill you."
I nod and he outs me in a cage, locking it and walking away. I curl into a corner and try to sleep, but an awoke soon after by a sharp pain. "Fresh meat, nice. I might have to buy him and test him out, after all I love em young."
After a while they come in and pull a few of the kids out of their cages and take them out. They repeat this and the ones that come back look worse than when they left. Finally they take me out with a few others and were lined up on a stange. I know I'm going to be sold to someone to do what they did in the house. I stay looking down and step forward when they nudge me. I guess I was sold cause they push me off the stage and into the hand of another man, who drags me off and into a room. "You look young for a ten year old." He says and when we get in the room I prepare for what's next.
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10 years later.
I flinch as I'm pulled back out of the cage. I was moved to the adult room two years ago and now when they buy me they can do whatever they want with me. Which mean the torture is way worse cause they dont really care if I die. I tremble in my spot and wait for the curtain to open.when they zap me in the back I whimper and fall to the floor. Electricity flowing through your veins is not fun. Suddenly theres a bang and the whole building shakes.
I stare wide eyed as everyone panics and runs. Then people with guns run in and start shooting I just lay there, curled in a ball. I'm vreathing heavily when the shooting stops and shouts ring out. A hand gebtly touches my arm abd I tense, waiting for the pain...but it never comes.
Are you alright sweetheart?" I hear a womans voice and glance up shyly. "It's alright, we're here to help all of you. Come with me and I'll get you seen about. Gosh your a skinny one." I'm taken outside and see lots of the others sitting around with blankets and people looking at them. "Here is yet another one of the many children and adults i sids this sex trafficking warehouse. Excuse me, can you tell us about the treatment of the people inside this building?" A woman sticks something in my face and I flinch back on instinct, almost falling. "These people are scared, I kindly ask that you leave tjem alone." The woman says just as a loud voice says "alright, alright. Get the hell back. Damn camera crews, cant you see these people ar traumatized enough as it is. I don't want you talking to another person that walks out of that building or I'll break the camera into." I look up and see a handsome man standing in front of us. "You alright?" He asks me.
I bite my lip and look down, not able to make eye contact. "Hey now darlin, no need for that. I ain't like those sons of-well I ain't like those idiots in there. You don't have to be afraid of me." I nod but keep looking down. I here a sigh and somthing warm covers my shoulders. "They're running out of blankets so use that for now. It should be warm enough. And it will cover the scars." I forgot about the scars I had. Horrible names are engrained into my mind and body. Whore, bitch, cunt, slut, fag, dick-sucker/lover, in different languages as well.
I pull it closer around me. They lead me to a car and set me inside. "Were taking all of you to the hospital first. Then we have a center set up for most of you. Some of the people may take a kid or two but most will end up at a center. I nod and after going to the hospital and having a coupld of panic attacks, the man that gave me his jacket calmed me down and suggested I stay with him. I felt calm around him and agreed so we head to his place. "Okay, welcome to your new home." He says as we enter. Everything is clean and comfy looking and a cute dog rushes over and immediately begins licking me hand. I smile and know that things will o ly get better from here on out.
Okay author here. So I got a request to do a oneshot by someone and decided to make a book of oneshots with suggestions by others. If you want to give me an idea to write feel free, I alreadt have a book out for it so you can read me rules and give suggestions.
