It’s time for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers again. I didn’t intend to, but it looks like I have a series going on. It is about a girl who has found herself kidnapped, and thrown into human trafficking. Human trafficking knows no age limit, gender, or socioeconomic boundaries. It is modern day slavery.
I am thinking about expanding these stories, but haven’t decided yet. Let me know what you think. I love your comments. Having a blog has been such a positive experience for me. I have enjoyed each, and everyone of you.
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You will find the second story in the series here.
A Performance of a Lifetime
Women and men dressed in business attire rush past me. At the train station, everyone is rushing to make their commute. I’m walking with our caravan clad in the finest fashion has to offer.
Our cover is, we are models headed to a shoot. My name is Giselle (it’s really Olivia). Every day it is instilled in me to walk like a model, and talk Italian. I watch as Pietro, my John, takes care of transportation for us.
He purchased me for $10,000.00 on the island. The other girls tell me that’s the rate for a virgin.
During the day I am tutored in Italian, and at night I am mauled by businessmen, and celebrities. I am always at someone’s apartment. Most of the girls are at shanty brothels.
“You are fortunate.” Natalie, my roommate, said.
“Being home is fortunate. This is hell.”
I board the train, and take my place beside Pietro.
“Take this.” Pietro hands me a pill. I don’t know what it is, but I know better than to say no.
I don’t remember the train ride. Later, Pietro hands me another pill, and I begin my night.
*191(I went over a little.)
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