Roses are red and some boxes are blue, you tell me how you feel and…
Tag: child abuse
“He started to touch my privates in exchange for the things he bought me”
I was pretty young—eight years old—the day I started working at the workshop; it was…
Street Girls – The Hymen and the Stamp of Shame
The shelter today had a different vibe. The more I go, the more natural things…
The Air that we Breathe… Too much for Street Kids?
As you clicked on this link to open it and read this post, you breathed,…
Street Girls and the Female Stuff: On Toilets, Periods and Sanitary Towels
I always try to hold my pee until I go home. Not just in Cairo,…
I’m Nine Years Old and My Stepfather Raped Me!
“A faraway place… where there are no people, only the sea and trees. Where people…
Street Children, Disability and Prostitution for Survival
It was my third visit to the shelter. There was a happy atmosphere today which…
“she held her for him in the bath and watched the drugged father pour boiling water from the kettle over the little tender skin until it burnt”
She was only 5 years old at the time and her little legs weren’t long…
Why Farah Ran to the Window and Threw Herself from the Fourth Floor!
This is for Farah, whose incredible courage and strength remain unmatched in my mind. One…