I had a dream a couple weeks ago:
I’m a small child. Only seven years old… I am being told by my mother to sit quietly in the dark hallway and not move until someone comes to get me. I don’t know where I am until I start looking around and realize that I’m in the basement of our house and there are men walking back and forth with greedy looks on their faces. Some of the men are rich and some poor with missing teeth but all of them terrify me for some unknown reason. As I continue to scan the area to try and find out what’s going on I see pregnant women everywhere, they look beaten and worn down. They look so sad that just seeing their eyes makes me want to hug them or just run away and try to forget what I’m seeing. The hallway starts to get bigger and turns into a large room with 6 or 7 doors leading into other small rooms with small beds in them. There seems to be blood on the floor and children crying from a distance…I start to get scared so I stand up and ask for my mother… A man comes over and begins to beat me for speaking out of turn. I am instructed to sit back down that someone would be coming for me soon. I don’t know whether to be relieved or scared so I just sit there.
A man comes in and asks to see the children and starts asking questions about the facility and how it works… I overhear them telling this man that they kidnap the women who are useless elsewhere anyways and make them slaves to breed children, as many children as they can, to sell for their virginity. Boys and girls alike, I realize that they are all sitting next to me now and this makes me feel better because maybe I won’t be chosen next. Maybe this will be my lucky day and no one will want me.
The man comes and chooses me to be taken into one of the small rooms for the price of a candy bar and I seek out my mother fear stricken and panicked! All I want to do is wake up from this nightmare but I realize this is my reality and my mother hugs me and says that I must do as the man says or I will be killed…. We were waiting on one of the rooms to open and I remember tears just dripping down my cheeks as the man is smiling at me with a creepy grin that makes me quiver. The room is ready and I am pushed into darkness crying harder not knowing what will happen.
I wake up in a cold sweat freaking out because I cannot believe the dream I just had and it takes me a minute to realize that it really was JUST A DREAM. A nightmare to me that is literally millions of people’s realities…
I will no longer stand by and do nothing while children suffer
I am no longer ignorant and realize the severity of human trafficking
I will NOT stand for injustice
God called me to help these people, these babies, and these mothers…
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