As a child I used to believe in fairytales,that one day. A guy, A knight in shining armour will come and rescue me. And We will live happily ever after loving each other. But I thought Wrong... As I grew up my eyes were opened to reality... I was enslaved... mistreated... treated like trash... abused. I experienced... hunger... pain.... torment... sadness... loneliness... hopelessness. The once cheerful loving girl was gone. I found myself feeling numb...hollow...lifeless. and the thought of love long gone What was love? Then a day came,men in suits came to the house I was living at. They took me with them bathe me, fed me, clothed me, pampered me. Then sold me. To him... Alex Jackson Crusoé