Defiance

I was 11 years old and a burning cigarette was pushed out on my arm. Even though I could smell my flesh burn, I didn't feel anything. My gaze was intensely locked with a young man's standing about ten feet from me, who was the reason for my situation. It was to be the last chapter of his yearlong projection that was to end in my death.

trauma, trauma healing, Satanic Ritual Abuse, Child TortureAnneke LucasJune 12, 2018Satanic Ritual Abuse, Child Torture, child sex trafficking, child abuse, Stockholm syndrome

Towards Love and Understanding

It is natural for children to love their parents. I didn't expect to be loved, yet looked for it everywhere. My everywhere was the murderous pedophile network. I was known as the girl used for the VIP's, and was once introduced to a group of foreign dignitaries, to pick out the most powerful one. It was obvious that the shortest one of the group, to whom everyone deferred, was my man.

Guest UserSeptember 26, 2017child abuse, sex trafficking, power addiction, child sex trafficking, male privilege, white male privilege