Exodus Cry - The Prayer Movement to End Slavery

The dream started with me knowing I had been raped. I was sitting on the floor in a room of people I didn't know. I kept trying to remember. "When? Where was I when it happened? Who did it?" I was upset because I couldn't remember anything. In my confusion and pain, I heard the people in the room talking about abortion for me. Apparently, I was pregnant as a result of this rape. I panicked. "I value life. Life is inside of me. And they want to take it from me. They can't! They can't take this life!" I ran out of the room and they didn't catch me.

The dream goes to two months later. I have a belly, a little bit. I can feel it's tiny body inside me. It is wholly mine. I won't let it be murdered even if it's existence was against my will. I'm shunned by everyone because I'm teenage, pregnant, and not married. I go into this store to buy stuff to prepare the way for this baby to be born. These seemingly nice girls take me into a back room full of formula, diapers, toys, pacifiers, and the like. "You can have whatever you want. I know it's gotta be hard for you," they said. I turned around to thank them and tell them how relieved I was, and they knocked me unconscious.

The dream continues with me waking up on the floor in a random room with intense stoomach pains. I look down at my stomach. I have a huge, painful, stitched-up vertical gash on my stomach. And my baby bump is gone. The worst misery I had ever felt in my life overcame me. "THEY TOOK MY BABY! THEY TOOK MY BABY! MY CHILD! MY LITTLE CHILD!" I kept screaming. I couldn't remember having surgery. I didn't remember my baby needing any kind of procedure. I didn't remember any prepping for surgery or going to a hospital. "THEY TOOK MY BABY!"

I woke up in real life squeezing my stomach screaming this. I mourned for a few days. It was so real. I've never experienced such a tragedy in my life.

Compared to the reality of girls in sex slavery, many aspects of this dream are privelages. This is the life of many girls all over the world. The option of running away is just a dream to most. Having the power to walk ito a store, let alone be in public, is unheard of. They are robbed of purity and life, and can't remember it. Or even worse, most of them CAN remember it. Even if they value life, that is taken from them when they are forced into abortion. These are the girls who need justice.