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Two weeks past. I was crying all the time. I wasn't allow to go out and I was scared. The same women brought me food. Once the women asked me how old I was. She didn't believe that I was 16.

Next morning she came to me again and said she was very sorry for me. She gave me some money and explained how to escape. She asked me didn't tell anybody that she had helped me. The women said that the owner paid big money for me.

So I've got to Holland. The police helped me to make contact with NGO which helps those women who were sold. They helped me to come back to Ukraine.
Now my grandmother died. I can't live in my village because the pimps are looking for me.
They are very angry that I escaped. They said to my neighbors that I was a prostitute in Germany.

I don't have any place for living. Two months I have lived with my uncle, another two months with my friend. I would like to enter to a hairdresser school but it cost money. I don't have any...
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