Hello, my name is Hazel. I'm 19 years old, just out of high school. I never went to college. I work as a stripper and a prostitute on most occasions. I never thought I would have to lose my respect for money, but my boyfriend of two years left me, and I have no family. I guess I'll have to start from the beginning. When I was 17 I started dating my now ex-boyfriend John. My parents didn't really like him they said he changed me. And I guess in a way he did. I wore tighter clothes to impress him, I went to crazy parties that i wasn't allowed to go to. Before I was with John I was the perfect student, never did anything wrong. But he changed me. When my parents told me I wasn't allowed to date him anymore I went mental, and moved out of my house, and into John's apartment. See, he had this apartment to himself, his parents kicked him out and paid for him to live there. So, I guess in a way he wasn't good enough for me. But I was young and stupid. After four months of the 'honeymoon phase' he wanted more. He wanted my virginity. When I told him no he cheated on me several times and then raped me. I left him. Living on the streets for a while, until I decided to make money as a stripper. It was easy, and it got me food and a home. But that one night, when a man asked how much it would cost to spend the night with me, I started my prostitution career. I guess I regret it...I mean i'll never know real love if I continue this. But right now this is my only option, and all I needed was someone to save me from this living hell. Little did I know that person was coming to save me soon. i just had to be patient and wait. And that person was.........