All my problems and misery began when I was seven years old and my father began to child abuse me. It went on till I was teen years old and my father died of an overdose.
My mother was also drug addicted and lived as a prostitute at that time and was never at home. She had to earn money for the drugs that both my parents needed. My mother grew up with violence and prostitutions herself and had been a prostitute and drug addicted since she was a teenager and therefore she couldn’t take care of me. I was alone most of the time with my sadness and my increasing problems. I was struggling with those problems for a long time.
I decided to run away when I was fourteen years old, and I didn’t have any place to stay. I met a twenty-four year old guy, who seemed very nice and sweet. I thought he wanted to be my boyfriend and I fell in love with him. I later found out that he didn’t love me that way but only wanted to be my pimp. As I didn’t have any place else to go I stayed with him and became a prostitute and drug addicted.
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