From Sofia and others. The hell of trafficking

By Linda Atach

Better to die fighting for freedom than to be a prisoner every day of your life.

Bob Marley 

Sofia lives off prostitution. This way, she pays for the bed where she sleeps, the space she lives in, the food and the trip that took her out of Honduras more than six months ago. She never imagined the nightmare when she was offered this modeling job on Instagram. Desperate, she wants to warn her acquaintances, to warn them not to leave their homes, not to fall and not to believe the promises made to them no matter how needy they are, but they took away her phone and she is isolated. The woman who has custody of her threatens her: before you think about leaving, you have to fulfill the terms of the contract you signed. 

What agreement," the young woman shouts at her guardian, helpless in the face of the deception. The problem is that Sofia is not the only one. Fifteen girls live in the apartment, two of whom are European and do not speak Spanish. Although some have given up hope, Sofia is confident that hell will not last. She is turning sixteen and has a future ahead of her.