Look after you. HS
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Alison Loyd
2007-15 de Febrero.
Ya pasó un año desde que mama murió, la extraño demasiado, suerte que papá aún está con migo.
2007-24 de Octubre.
Papá murió de un paro cardiaco. Nose que hacer tengo 16 años, no soy mayor de edad para poder cuidarme sola.
2007-17 de noviembre.
Ayer a la noche dos hombres tocaron la puerta de mi casa. Dicen que pueden ayudarme, nose si aceptar pero me quede sin dinero.
2007-20 de noviembre.
Hoy a las 5:30 de la mañana dos hombres de negro entraron a mi casa y me secuestraron.
2007-21 de noviembre.
Después de un día entero de viaje, un señor de negro, me bajo del auto.
Estoy en "California" los Hombres dicen que me van a pagar si yo hago lo que ellos quieren. "Estoy muy lejos de casa"
2008-22 de Junio
Hace más de 8 meses, los dos hombres me obligan a tener relaciones con hombres que vienen al Prostíbulo.
Me pagan muy bien, pero esto es Horrible.
2009-27 de Abril.
Traté de escapar. No pude, me pegaron muchísimo.
2009-28 de Junio.
Me sacaron de penitencia, volví a trabajar.
2009-10 de agosto.
Gracias a dios la tengo a Luli ella me ayuda en todo, es mi mejor amiga.
2012-21 de septiembre.
Nunca me voy a ir de aquí.
2017- 2 de Abril
Sin esperanzas.
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