I'm so dirty and useless and scared. I don't have any idea how long I've been here, but it feels like forever. Cows come and go, but I stay hidden.

If you hide in the dark and don't make much noise, they didn't come for you. But that could change any day.

I want to fight my way out, but I'm not strong, and I've seen what happens when someone tries it.

All I can do is pray and hope and dream of a day when I can be safe.