I will not detail my life, but I am Andrea Balint. From a young age, I quickly learned that I was not a priority in my family. My mother had an affair with another man, and I was born shortly after, but all of my siblings always rejected me.

  I thought my father could accept me, but it was a mistake to believe anyone could take me until I met her.

  "If you are going to be a jackass to that kid and not take responsibility, I suggest you fuck off" – She is very tall, has bck hair and red eyes, and the way she dresses is messy.

  "You dare speak to your father like that?" The angry man I had known all my life as my father threw a gss bottle at the girl. Without much effort, she caught the bottle with her left hand.

  "Weakest throw I've seen from you, guess all the alchool did it's thing" – She quickly approached dad; he raised his hand at her, but she dodged, his movements being heavied by the school; the girl reached with her right hand to his neck and pulled him close and delivered a kick to his stomach, and then she followed it up by smashing the gss bottle on his had with all the force she could muster.

  "Huh, you aren't as durable as I remembered you. If that's all it takes to knock you out now," – His body fell unconscious on the floor; the girl looked at him in disgust and then proceeded to look at me.

  I tried to rise to my feet, but they hurt so much. He beat me with a stick, and my thighs were red, and the soles of my feet were bleeding.

  The girl knelt and looked at my bloody feet and face.

  "I should have killed him" – She muttered under her breath. The girl left me briefly and returned with bandages and disinfectant.

  "Hold on, it will hurt" – I didn't feel any pain while she was patching up my wounds.

  "Who are you?" - My weak voice echoes.

  "Leona, your half-sister. You will come to live with me for the time being." - That's the first memory of my big sister and the st one I had.

  On that night, when I thought I could forget a bit about my life, someone broke into the house where we were staying and kidnapped me; my sister couldn't save me, but she still fought back and managed to injure most of the people that took me away from that house, but I don't know much more.

  I am now trapped in a room, writing in my journal. I don't know what to do, and the people here haven't treated me well.

  "Hey, got a new one for you." - They are bringing all sorts of people into my room; they are touching me and my body in areas I would rather not be touched; the way they feel hurts

  Others undress me and take pictures; some sp me until I cry and insult me in various ways.

  Things have been going this way for two weeks now, and I don't have much hope that I will ever see my big sister again.

  "She looks so young yet so beautiful. Can I buy her?" I can hear a man's voice on the other side of the door. The door to my room is always locked, and only those with the key can enter.

  "No, she is premium merchandise. You can't buy her, and you can't take her innocent away either. You paid a lot less. I will leave that for the highest bidder." The man entered my room. He was skinny, with bck hair and blue eyes. He didn't say much and approached me.

  "Did I just see an angel? Come here, sit in Uncle's p." I have to; the others would beat me if I refused to do what they said.

  I didn't speak; he reached and touched my body under my clothes, and each touch felt awful. It's like I am just a toy to them, and I don't own my body; it's like everything is for their pleasure.

  He wasn't the only one that day. Four or five more men entered the room and used me as their toy. I didn't feel human, neither to myself nor to them.

  I didn't have tears to cry anymore after one more week; things became unbearable, 3 weeks since I was in this hell.

  From what I know, my father sold me. Now, in front of me is my uncle, Dan Balint. He runs this.

  "Don't worry, I won't let any harm be done to do; I didn't know I could have a niece so beautiful that so many men want her. I will give you a deal, you can chat with any outside person you want and tell them you are ok. I will let that happen more and more if you satisfy more clients. What do you?" - I had already given up; I didn't know what was happening anymore, and everyone betrayed me. I remembered Leona and her expression that day; it was the only good thing someone had done for me.

  "I will take that as a yes. I know with who you might want to talk, Leona.

  "Yes," I want to see or hear my big sister one st time if I will be stuck here forever.

  "You know what? Come with me. You will be able to talk with her now. I prepared a call with her, but she promised me you would be a good girl." I nodded, and she guided me to a room with a computer, white walls, and a small light.

  He was with me in the room. I didn't talk for about 5 minutes before muttering.

  "Big sis, I, I want to see you again."

  "You will see me soon enough" – I am looking at the camera; she isn't looking at me.

  "Are you sure about that?" - Uncle replied and taunted her

  "Yes, expect police there by tomorrow."

  Uncle ughed in her face; he is always overconfident in his abilities.

  "Well, thank you for announcing your pns, do you think that will stop us?"

  "Yes" – Leona replied in a confident tone.

  "Then see you tomorrow. I gave you both a chance but you two ruined it."