Read The Heartbreak of Human Trafficking (Daughters, #1)

The Heartbreak of Human Trafficking (Daughters, #1)

James W. Nelson

4.9/5 (17492 ratings)

Description:Thousands of young American girls have been abducted or lured from their normal lives and made into sex slaves. While many Americans have heard of human trafficking in other parts of the world -- Thailand, Cambodia, Latin America and eastern Europe, for example -- few people know it happens in the United States.The FBI estimates that well over 100,000 children and young women are trafficked in America today. They range in age from 9 to 19, with the average age being 11. UNICEF estimates that 2 million children per year are exploited in prostitution or pornography.As many as 300,000 American youth may be at risk of commercial sexual exploitation at any time. Especially vulnerable are the homeless and runaways...one third of runaway youths--girls and boys both--will be lured into prostitution within 48 hours on the streets.Synopsis:Emotion in the house where Emma grew up was rare, so, when she disappeared it took a couple days before her aunt actually realized she was missing. Then a month went by, quickly. A little late to call the police. Aunt Evelyn knew of only one person who, maybe, would care Emma was missing, who, maybe, would do something about getting her back, and, who--as she recalled--would do anything for Emma:Bailey Forbes. If Emma's mother--Aunt Evelyn's sister--hadn't died, Bailey would have married her and adopted Emma. Yes, that was the plan. Little sister was so in love with that man...but little sister did die, and that changed everything. Auntie Evelyn allowed Bailey and Emma to have continued contact for awhile, but it couldn't go on. No blood was involved, and Auntie Evelyn had never bought into the idea that blood wasn't necessary for true bonding.But eleven years had passed. Would Bailey even remember Emma? Or care? Excerpt****But it wasn’t good, restful, sleep. Her dreams were of unhappy times. No, Merle never molested her. He also never loved her, and not that she wanted his love, but he was her main male presence and influence. And Merle never abused her Aunt Evelyn, not physically, but he also never said anything nice to her, and they never hugged or showed any affection for each other, not in her presence, anyway, so her dream went to her mom and her mom’s boyfriend, and the memory of the three of them hugging at the same time—then Aunt Evelyn appeared and her mom’s boyfriend just disappeared.That dream ended and Merle appeared again. He was smiling, at least his face was different, and his words, “That guy wants you to clean his house again.” That ‘guy,’ that guy’s name was Jackson, but Merle didn’t say it. He just handed her the address on a piece of dirty paper. Then her dream returned to that day. She remembered more. She remembered the face, the eyes, the eyes that held no emotions, no love, no nothing—“Emma…?”At last, someone calling her by her real name. Her dream switched back, way back, she was small and anticipating the new Walt Disney movie, but she couldn’t think of the name, but she was happy just thinking about it, knowing she would be happy for a little while watching it, but Aunt Evelyn said, “You can’t go.” Why? She wondered, but her aunt gave her no reason. She remembered being brokenhearted, and remembered other times when she wasn’t allowed to do something she really wanted to. But why? Why? WHY?“Emma, wake up.”She knew she was dreaming. She heard the voice and knew it was gentle and friendly, but even in her dream state she knew what awaited her when she awoke, so she didn’t want to wake up, and fought it.“Emma, please wake up.”A girl’s voice, young, like herself.“Emma, you need to wake up, and eat something. You have to keep up your strength. They’ll keep hurting you no matter what, but they’ll hurt you worse if you don’t cooperate—Emma!”Someone shook her, but she did not want to awaken, “My daddy will come for me.” She said that very low and sobbed, and had not meant to say it at all. She had no idea about her daddy, and knew she was thinking about her mom’s boyfriend, the man who never, ever, tried to see her, the one who thought sending birthday cards was enough—!“Emma!”Emma opened her eyes and saw an angel with generous blonde hair backlit by one bright window, “Who are you?” she asked, “Where am I?” The person sitting on the bed beside her looked so kind and innocent and trustworthy that she wanted to hug her, so she raised up and put her arms around that angel, and felt arms go around her and hold her tight.“I’m Alexis, Emma, and I’m trapped here just like you, but I can be your friend…if you want.”Emma leaned back and looked again at that angelic face, “I want,” then she leaned into the hug again and Alexis continued hugging her back.“You mentioned your ‘daddy,’ Emma…but I hate to tell you, ‘daddies’ never come here. Two of the girls here had abortions, and their ‘daddies’ kicked them out. There’s fourteen of us in three different houses, and no ‘daddy’ has ever came.”Coming soo...We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with The Heartbreak of Human Trafficking (Daughters, #1). To get started finding The Heartbreak of Human Trafficking (Daughters, #1), you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed.
Our library is the biggest of these that have literally hundreds of thousands of different products represented.

Pages: —

Format: PDF, EPUB & Kindle Edition

Publisher: James W. Nelson

Release: 2011

ISBN

Description: Thousands of young American girls have been abducted or lured from their normal lives and made into sex slaves. While many Americans have heard of human trafficking in other parts of the world -- Thailand, Cambodia, Latin America and eastern Europe, for example -- few people know it happens in the United States.The FBI estimates that well over 100,000 children and young women are trafficked in America today. They range in age from 9 to 19, with the average age being 11. UNICEF estimates that 2 million children per year are exploited in prostitution or pornography.As many as 300,000 American youth may be at risk of commercial sexual exploitation at any time. Especially vulnerable are the homeless and runaways...one third of runaway youths--girls and boys both--will be lured into prostitution within 48 hours on the streets.Synopsis:Emotion in the house where Emma grew up was rare, so, when she disappeared it took a couple days before her aunt actually realized she was missing. Then a month went by, quickly. A little late to call the police. Aunt Evelyn knew of only one person who, maybe, would care Emma was missing, who, maybe, would do something about getting her back, and, who--as she recalled--would do anything for Emma:Bailey Forbes. If Emma's mother--Aunt Evelyn's sister--hadn't died, Bailey would have married her and adopted Emma. Yes, that was the plan. Little sister was so in love with that man...but little sister did die, and that changed everything. Auntie Evelyn allowed Bailey and Emma to have continued contact for awhile, but it couldn't go on. No blood was involved, and Auntie Evelyn had never bought into the idea that blood wasn't necessary for true bonding.But eleven years had passed. Would Bailey even remember Emma? Or care? Excerpt****But it wasn’t good, restful, sleep. Her dreams were of unhappy times. No, Merle never molested her. He also never loved her, and not that she wanted his love, but he was her main male presence and influence. And Merle never abused her Aunt Evelyn, not physically, but he also never said anything nice to her, and they never hugged or showed any affection for each other, not in her presence, anyway, so her dream went to her mom and her mom’s boyfriend, and the memory of the three of them hugging at the same time—then Aunt Evelyn appeared and her mom’s boyfriend just disappeared.That dream ended and Merle appeared again. He was smiling, at least his face was different, and his words, “That guy wants you to clean his house again.” That ‘guy,’ that guy’s name was Jackson, but Merle didn’t say it. He just handed her the address on a piece of dirty paper. Then her dream returned to that day. She remembered more. She remembered the face, the eyes, the eyes that held no emotions, no love, no nothing—“Emma…?”At last, someone calling her by her real name. Her dream switched back, way back, she was small and anticipating the new Walt Disney movie, but she couldn’t think of the name, but she was happy just thinking about it, knowing she would be happy for a little while watching it, but Aunt Evelyn said, “You can’t go.” Why? She wondered, but her aunt gave her no reason. She remembered being brokenhearted, and remembered other times when she wasn’t allowed to do something she really wanted to. But why? Why? WHY?“Emma, wake up.”She knew she was dreaming. She heard the voice and knew it was gentle and friendly, but even in her dream state she knew what awaited her when she awoke, so she didn’t want to wake up, and fought it.“Emma, please wake up.”A girl’s voice, young, like herself.“Emma, you need to wake up, and eat something. You have to keep up your strength. They’ll keep hurting you no matter what, but they’ll hurt you worse if you don’t cooperate—Emma!”Someone shook her, but she did not want to awaken, “My daddy will come for me.” She said that very low and sobbed, and had not meant to say it at all. She had no idea about her daddy, and knew she was thinking about her mom’s boyfriend, the man who never, ever, tried to see her, the one who thought sending birthday cards was enough—!“Emma!”Emma opened her eyes and saw an angel with generous blonde hair backlit by one bright window, “Who are you?” she asked, “Where am I?” The person sitting on the bed beside her looked so kind and innocent and trustworthy that she wanted to hug her, so she raised up and put her arms around that angel, and felt arms go around her and hold her tight.“I’m Alexis, Emma, and I’m trapped here just like you, but I can be your friend…if you want.”Emma leaned back and looked again at that angelic face, “I want,” then she leaned into the hug again and Alexis continued hugging her back.“You mentioned your ‘daddy,’ Emma…but I hate to tell you, ‘daddies’ never come here. Two of the girls here had abortions, and their ‘daddies’ kicked them out. There’s fourteen of us in three different houses, and no ‘daddy’ has ever came.”Coming soo...We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with The Heartbreak of Human Trafficking (Daughters, #1). To get started finding The Heartbreak of Human Trafficking (Daughters, #1), you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed.
Our library is the biggest of these that have literally hundreds of thousands of different products represented.

Special Offer | $0.00

Special Offer! | $0.00

The Heartbreak of Human Trafficking (Daughters, #1)

The Heartbreak of Human Trafficking (Daughters, #1)

More Books

The Abduction (New World Order Rising #1)

The Abduction (New World Order Rising #1)

The New Civil War (New World Order Rising #2)

The New Civil War (New World Order Rising #2)

The Little Girl From Down the Street (Daughters #4)

The Little Girl From Down the Street (Daughters #4)

Callipygia: Utopian World of Callipygia...just a Legend...?

Callipygia: Utopian World of Callipygia...just a Legend...?

Emma Gets Payback (Daughters #2)

Emma Gets Payback (Daughters #2)

The Light at the end of the Tunnel: One theory of reincarnation

The Light at the end of the Tunnel: One theory of reincarnation

Daughters Book 3: The Lure of Pornography: Volume 3 by James W. Nelson (2014-07-16)

Daughters Book 3: The Lure of Pornography: Volume 3 by James W. Nelson (2014-07-16)

Callipygia: Utopian World of Callipygia...Just a Legend...? [Paperback] [2011] (Author) James W. Nelson

Callipygia: Utopian World of Callipygia...Just a Legend...? [Paperback] [2011] (Author) James W. Nelson

Louisiana Artists from the Collection of Dr. and Mrs. James W. Nelson

Louisiana Artists from the Collection of Dr. and Mrs. James W. Nelson