"If you don't like it, just take the money and run away. Those guys are buying women too, so you'll just have to accept it," my mom told me, but she didn't tell me about other cases. "There are kids like you who run away. Can I call you for a second?" The man spoke calmly, but his thick fingers were digging into my wrist, and his eyes weren't smiling at all. "I'm your new daddy." The fourth daddy that my mom introduced me to was a man with dark skin and sharp eyes who would rape me while telling me to be quiet because my mom was sleeping. Still, he was important to my mom, and when he told me to sell myself and make money for my family, I joined in and convinced him, saying it was a good idea. My beloved mom was the only family I had, so I put up with the things I didn't like. Because I thought that if I could help her, she would praise me. Because I believed that my mom liked me too. "Please don't call the police. You made a mistake, so you should take responsibility." I heard my mother's cold voice and the man's laughter on the phone. I looked down at the man licking my feet, and bit my lip tightly. Used by filthy adults, Kokoro and body were being corroded. The story of a poor girl.