How should one feel at a situation like this? Afraid? Alone? Helpless? Because I felt neither of it. As I sat here listening to the man yelling out bids, I felt quite flattered to be worth so much, people were willing to pay so much more for me than I could’ve counted in my head. They were quite stupid and naïve though, thinking that just because I was taken from an orphanage, that I would be a weak little victim, if anything, they were the ones feeding into my hopes and dreams, I didn’t need to go to college, I didn’t need to work, nor did I need to stress of being able to put food on the table so that I didn’t starve to death. I wasn’t like other girls, I didn’t have any friends or family to miss, I barely had any freedom at the orphanage so I wasn’t going to miss much of the outside wor
