Fifteen years. The number of normal every-day life. One day. The number of time when my life suddenly took a 180. 8000. The number of miles I was taken away from my home. Two. The number of parents I will never see again, Two weeks. The number of weeks I lived with kidnappers, rapists, and murderers. Three times. The...
"Everything will turn out perfect, as long as we stick together. I promise.." - I honestly , don't have a clue how I got here. Was it just luck, or am I living a fantasy? Everything happened so fast , I don't remember anybody ever warning me that life was going to turn out this way.. But The only question I will...