Tears of sadness, of fear, but above all of anger. As I read the stories in the book, I couldn't resist, but I put myself in the place of many of these victims, which made me feel pain and disgust. I can't even imagine my little sisters in a situation like this. It disgusts me to know that there are people who pay to have sex with a child, what kind of human beings are they? I can't help but think that as I write this reflection, millions of children are being forced to sell their innocence. Despite my ignorance of this problem, I know that I cannot stay still. And I have hope that one day victims of sex trafficking will return to a life that does not force them to sell their bodies but rather a life that shows them that they are human beings after all..