Stephs Pov:

It is my 12th birthday tomorrow, about 4 years ago I ran away from home originally planning on going to go to Mexico but I ran into problems while trying to say goodbye to Becky and ended up trying to hitchhike to Las Vegas. Little did I know the minute I got into that black van my life would never be the same what happened made me wish I had never left home. For 2 days I was tied to a chair drugged while 3 men beat and raped me when they finally let me out of the car I saw a sign that said Reno there were lots of casino lights I assumed it was somewhere around Vegas but I had no clue. What happened next was even worse I was dragged into a basement and dressed up like a sex doll with a corset heels and bright lipstick, many different men came into the basement raping me over and over. I was being sold out and tortured so the 3 men could get money and drugs the weeks turned into blurs they got rid of me after a bit or so it had seemed selling me off to a man who had me down on my hands and knees bleeding cleaning his floor spotless.

Compaired to the next person who bought me he didn't seem that bad, the next man was older and tied me down to a very uncomfortable bed and came down many times a day with a gun threatening to shoot me if I moved. He always put on a condom but it had a rubber pointed edge at the end which hurt horribly but I never let him see me cry. The next guy was younger and liked to hear me scream he made my nose bleed as well as my Private parts the next few places were a huge blur I gathered again I had been drugged. After came a man who explained to me that I had gotten my period he talked to me sometimes and was nicer to me than the others had been. One day he shot this white powder up my nose it made me feel like my head was spinning I begged him not to drug me again he gave me a black eye and raped me hard my thighs were bruised. The next day he sold me off to some very old man before I was dragged off I asked what year it was he said 1992.

My body had become too small my ribs seemed to poke out hardly even did I get any food just horrible makeup put on my face and tight corsets put on my body and these cotton like things shoved up my area sometimes I was told they were called "Tampons". The next guy called himself Vader and broke one of my ribs which not long after that happened 3 men showed up I started to scream it was the same 3 men who had brought me into this godforsaken life of being traded sold raped and beaten within an inch of my life. They taped my mouth and shot up my arm with something the next thing I knew I was back in that basement tied down to 4 hooks on the floor being raped once again.

The 3 men kept me on the floor for what seemed like a long time till one day someone came and dragged me off by my hair this man turned out to be the worst of them all he burned my stomach when I tried to scream and he shackled me to the wall upside down for a day. Some nights I would wake up at night wishing I would wake up back in my own bed and that it was just a nightmare other nights I woke up screaming for D.J and Becky. All I could make out was that I was probably screaming there names because they had been the last family I had talked to at times I would try to break free but never did it work. This was probably going to be the rest of my life and I would never see my sisters Becky uncle Jesse and Joey again my dad I couldn't even think about he was probably still fuming mad at me for breaking the house. Would my father have put me through this for what I did if he had gotten the chance, would he of killed me literally? I can imagine him telling me goodbye and laughing manically like the deranged phychopaths who kept forcing me to have sex with them.

About 4 or 5 men later I found myself in the back of an unfamiliar car I tried to understand what the men were saying I heard 2 voices talking "She's starting to look too scruffed up" "I told you we should of taken a bit better care of her Snake". "We get a peice of dough out of everytime she gets passed on that's more than enough to give her a peanut butter sandwitch once a day and a glass of water!" "Well unless you make it clear they have to take care of her they'll just assume we're not keeping her". "Are we going to keep the mutt?" we need someone younger again so let's just sell her for good". I noticed a 20 dollar bill lying on the floor I managed to get it, I tried to wiggle my way silently towards the back doors. With a moment of luck the doors pushed open and i rolled out onto the street I ran off before anyone saw me. There was a sharp edge sticking out on a brick so I used it to cut myself free of the ropes my wrists hurt like crazy they were bruised and bleeding like my face was my limp body sluggishly moved along had they figured out i had escaped?.

After a minute I noticed a bus stopped about to pull away I ran up to it and handed the driver the 20 I had managed to get I went to the back of the bus and sat down everyone had been stairing at me probably because I was a child in a lace corset, black leather miniskirt and 4 inch red heels wearing red lipstick. I felt descusting sitting on the bus dressed like this where was this bus even going? the lady next to me was reading the newspaper I saw the date it was january 12th 1994. Thats when I realized I had been gone 3 years 11months and 26 since I had ran away on that cold march day and tomorrow was my 12th birthday!. Is my birthday something to be happy about anymore? what am I going to do when I got off this bus the men will probably go looking for me what if they find me?!. Still I am too frightened to go home what would they think of me know after everything that had happened? do they even remeber me? I bet they forgot completely by now, no one would ever love me again! I tried to fight back tears.

For the rest of the ride I sat curled up in a ball until the bus came to a stop it must have been a day by then however I still hid in the back of the bus only a few people stayed on the bus with some new people boarding. I wasn't sure where I was but about an hour later the bus came to a stop the driver ordered everyone off. Making my way through the crowd I got off the bus stepping onto the sidewalk I saw a picture of myself on a poster and quickly went down the street. After a few hours of wondering around I finally reconized a street sign I was in freaking San Fransico! I wasn't sure wether to be happy or not. Realizing I was only a few more hours away from my house by walk I headed in that direction thinking I would just stop by and say hi to commett for a minute probably everyone was out anyways even if they weren't I doubted they'd reconize me now I was probably long forgotten to all of them. After all it was my birthday I may as well do something nice for myself after all the years of horror I had gone through ugh how was I going to live with myself?!.

Now I am starting to feel weak these heels are killing my feet but I'm not far now I can see the house in the distance I start to run feeling a few minutes I get there but everyone appears to be gone even the dog! I came all this way for nothing? Almost falling down I accidently press the doorbell. My eyes are wide in shock as the door opens "Do I.." D.J says stairing I look her in the eye "Donna Jo" the words echo suddenly I find myself falling.