Sheema
My mother isn’t a nice person. I was 14 and working as a maid when I was forced to start working as a call girl for one of my mother’s friends. My mother owed her money.

“I pray to Allah for forgiveness five times every day.”  


Name:
Sheema
Age:
18 

My sister also works at the brothel. Now that I’ve run away I can’t have any contact with my sister. The brothel madam’s son used to drive us from one customer to another and take all the money.
I’ve done everything the men have asked of me.
I’ve had an abortion.
I pray to Allah for forgiveness five times a day, because I know that what I’ve done is wrong.

I’ve done everything the men have asked of me.

I haven’t reported anyone to the police because I don’t dare. I’m always afraid that the brothel madam or her son will find me, even though I’ve been hiding here at the women’s shelter LÄNK FÖRÄNDRARE DASTAK for three months now. If I reported them it would just be even more dangerous.
My dream is to go to school, because I never have, but I know that I have to work to support myself. But who wants a former prostitute in their house?