They took my life and freedom at the age of sixteen.
I live in their walks by their rules with the false and deluded hope that one day things will be different. That one day I’ll no longer be merely an object of their perverse fantasies. But deep in my heart I know there is only one end to my nightmare–death.
Some call my home paradise, others know it as hell but it’s the only life I’ve ever known.
At the age of ten, I saw my mother’s dead body carried out if our room. The organization became my family, molding and shaking me in their image, but I never forgot the lesson my mother taught me. I only live by their rules to get what I want in return… Her.
My Little Dove