Trapped

Can you imagine the number 6 million

Six million of us were tortured without anybody caring in the world to help us

I have already felt pain but yet again the thing up there I just wonder if it is now taken over by the devil. How can God do this to me

I praised, sang, ate and breathed in the name of The Lord

I just wonder about the wrong I have done. Why did they bully me?

I was a little girl who couldn't keep clean of the blades for one single day, couldn't stop the blood drip down my hand as I cried to my music

It was my hobby, my drug and it keeps me alive

This is the life of Eva Lankings