**Trigger Warning** Diary – February 25, 2006

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I wish I could have friends. I’m only allowed out at night to go to the all night bodegas to do beer runs and to run drug packages or check on my mother’s ‘girls’ to make sure they’re doing their job and not trying to steal from her.

Tonight I met Gerard. He is one of my mother’s ‘friends’. He gets me more than the rest and I hate him. But I don’t have a choice. As much as I’d rather be in bed recuperating from being beaten bloody, I’m terrified that I’ll end up dead. I wanted to die, going through all of this, but I have a plan in my head that hopefully will happen soon. Freedom is so close I can taste it. Here’s hoping it works.

~Rei~

**TRIGGER WARNING*** Diary entry July 21, 2004

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Why? Why me? Three men I had to entertain tonight. THREE. I’m TWELVE YEARS OLD. Why does homeschooling have to be a thing? I need help and have no way of getting out of this. Why is my mother like this? How could someone be so evil and put her child through this? Maybe something will happen soon — to her or me, i don’t care anymore at this point — because then it will end.

~Rei~