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They look like girls I grew up with


They look like my friends, and kids I went to school with, just normal girls. I'm sad, and recalling all the times somebody drove up next to me and asked me if I needed a ride, and called me pretty and just spit game to me, I'm so afraid that on a vulnerable day that could have been me. I remember I used to run away from home crying and thats when it happened, and when I wasnt upset men used to stop their cars and asked me if I wanted to be a dancer. I never got into a car, I always just asked them to get away from me, and threatened to call my brother, but these little girls, they don't have someone like my brother. My heart is breaking watching them. I see my classmates, and my friends, and I see how these are just normal girls.

I also remember falling in love for the first time (with a very very good boy I eventually married)and how absorbing that was, and I imagine having no one else, or if maybe he wasnt a good person.

I'm also shocked how little help their is for them. They're kids, not criminals.

Anyways, the movie seemed very real, and it affected me deeply.

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They choose their own paths. They are not innocent.

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In some cases I'm sure you are correct, that they want a shortcut to attention, money, and independence - or so they are led to believe that it might be a better life before they are drawn in, then either hatred for feeling betrayed by their parents, or addiction, or shame for their new life, keeps them a prisoner.

In other cases you need to remember that these are just kids, that puberty does not make them magically knowledgeable about what their options are. On the contrary some must have been dealing with such a chaotic home life that it consumed them, that it was all they ever knew, were desperate to get away.

When you live a life where you have no refuge in your own home, when you are deprived of good meals, cannot sleep at night, try to do everything right but it doesn't matter because circumstances are against you, then you pick among the choices that seem possible - that you need to land somewhere and recover from the stress but everyone wants something from you, wants to place themself in an authority position over you while the only ones offering anything concrete in return besides a vague "things will get better" are the pimps offering a much needed escape.

The shorter version would be to say you obviously have no idea what it is like to be abused from day one. There really aren't choices for some of these girls because the cold, hard truth is that there are only so many slots available at any college, at any orphanage, competent people willing to adopt, and don't even think that a homeless shelter is any kind of opportunity for a young girl who knows nothing about the world except what she memorized in school and was exposed to in an abusive home or on the streets.

It's easy to look back in retrospect as adults and see options that these kids didn't, just as anyone who is frank with themselves will see that they too made some choices which weren't the best, but weren't in a position where those choices had such dire consequences. These girls never should have been put in a position where selling themselves seemed better than MANY other options.

In that regard, if there is such thing as innocence at all, then sex itself should not be the disqualifier, nor the willingness to take money for it. They are innocent so long as they had no assurance of a better option in life - everyone, and I mean everyone, does what they feel will ultimately benefit them the most.

The truth is, prostitution does offer some girls/women an out. If they find the right pimp, one that won't retaliate if they want to leave, then they may be able to save a little money up, may be able to dance on the side, make friends with like minded girls and team up to cut expenses enough to choose a different career path - but this takes time and shelter, away from both abusive pimps and away from abusive family.

I'm glad you don't understand, must be sheltered in life not to know what you're talking about. Kiss your mother because she did a good job, almost, and you're lucky.

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