Survivor Stories


The last 3 weeks I have posted stats and stories and ways that you can help put an end to human trafficking.

Tonight, I wanted to do something different – survivor stories. This is awareness in action.

Keisha – Domestic Minor Sex Trafficking – After running away from her foster family at 14 due to sexual harassment, Keisha met an older man who offered to help her find her biological family. Then he forced her into commercial sex to pay him back…

Read more here

For other survivor stories check out the Polaris Project here.

About Polaris Project

Polaris Project is a leading organization in the global fight against human trafficking and modern-day slavery.  Named after the North Star “Polaris” that guided slaves to freedom along the Underground Railroad, Polaris Project is transforming the way that individuals and communities respond to human trafficking, in the U.S. and globally.

 

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Cry Freedom


I was promised a better life – a way out of what I had always known. Never in all my 17 years did I believe that I would want to go back home. The verbal abuse was bad. My step-father physically abusing me was worse. But where I am now…nothing could be worse than this. Running away I thought was the best idea. It was my only choice. No one wanted me. No one would help me. I made it from Denver, CO to Detroit – taking a bus and catching a ride when I could. I was off to get myself a better life.

For a week I stayed in a motel using what was left of my savings after the journey to Detroit. I managed to get a job at a diner there and worked nights. The place was always busy but it wasn’t long before I began to get to know the regulars. One in particular stood out to me – Jack. He was always really nice to me and would leave a good tip. The second time he came in I was so surprised because he remembered my name. That made me feel so good and like I was more than just a face. Jack would come and get his usual combo and coffee and sit and chat with me every Wednesday. Then he started coming more often. He helped me to secure an apartment – under his name and I would pay the rent money to him every month.

I didn’t realize I’d be paying with my very soul. I moved in to the apartment…it was just a few weeks later he came and told me he had talked to a friend who had a job for me that would be better paying and I wouldn’t have to work at the diner anymore. I called the diner and quit excited for the job – whatever it was that he had obtained for me. I was told that they would meet me at my apartment at 5 that afternoon.

Jack came. He brought another man with him. I don’t remember who he introduced him as. But whoever he was, the moment they came in the door I knew I was doomed. My soul sank to depths I didn’t know existed. Jack took a seat and the other man grabbed my arm and dragged me into the room. He started tearing at my clothes and beating me. I put up a fight, but it was useless. I was forced to drink vodka and other strong drinks and to take these small blue pills. For days everything was so groggy. But it didn’t numb the searing pain in my heart. I couldn’t believe how stupid I was to trust anyone….especially these men! I beat myself up over it, but it didn’t change anything.

I started seeing as many as 60 men in a day…all wanting one thing – my body…to be a strangers pleasure.

Now I lay here against the wall in my bedroom that I’m captive to. It is only a matter of time before the next john comes knocking paying a small amount for a piece of my soul. I long for home. Even home was better than this…

Is there any way out? Is my family looking for me? Does anyone care? How long must i endure?

I feel the sound of footsteps approaching my door and dread and fear consume me. My eyes are set cold and my face expressionless.

Another endless day in the nightmare I live. Can anyone hear me?

My heart cries for freedom…

Can you hear me?

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Every day stories just like this happen all over the world. Many of those who end up in trafficking are runaways – victims of abuse who are taken advantage of. Can you hear their silent cries for freedom? Will you help them?

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Taking a Stand


 ”She opens her arms to the poor and extends her hands to the needy.” Proverbs 31:20

The statistics are staggering. Human Trafficking globally is estimated to make over $32 billion a year. It is the fastest growing criminal industry in the world and is second only to drug trafficking. 80% of the victims are women and young girls. The average age for entry into prostitution or sexual exploitation is 12 years old. 50% of human trafficking victims are minors. 42% of those recruiting victims are women.

It is estimated that 2 children are sold every minute.

I went to a Love 146 production last year. They had Heather Clark with them who had her worship dance team there. Their purpose of their production is to raise awareness for Human Trafficking. The production was so powerful! (To see the opening dance click here)

In proverbs 31, “The Woman who Fears the Lord” – says in verse 20 that she “opens her arms to the poor and extends her hands to the needy.” (NIV)

These women and children are in desperate need. Human Trafficking is not just happening in far away countries. It is happening in this country. It is happening in your city. This issue is so little-known. Most do not realize that this is happening even right down their street.

We need to take a stand to to extend our hands to those who are in need. To think that for every minute 2 children are sold.

SOLD!

What is life that a price can be put on it? And yet these children are sold for cheap sex.

The average slave is sold for $90. A life is sold for $90.

Will you stand and reach out to help them?

(To join the Love 146 cause on facebook click here.)

On a larger scale, check out http://pearlalliance.org

Reaching Out,

Brittany L. Ketter

 

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