sisterhood

My life has turned into stones swept out by the ocean, I used to be a priceless soul filled with so much talent and unique to every human alive. Now I've got a price tag on my head that goes up each year on my birthday,a price that is negotiable to the highest bidder.  I have involuntary grown a pair of eyes on the back of my head, to watch over and protect my body. They do not chase after my materialistic valuables but me . I walk with the fear of being the next victim to be silenced with drugs and slavery, in a foreign country where I become a doormat for every men that enters seeking entertainment.  I have no say to who enters my temple but the right to remain silent and serve,this sounds like a far fetched reality for a girl like me but when you take a glance at my surroundings you will fully understand why being trafficked has become a possible future for me.  I had aspirations to be the greatest story teller but all it took was a powerful man and his money to end it all. If I