That morning when I walked into the police station I was a frightened Amish girl with nowhere to go. I had a second-grade education and no form of Identification. I had just been sexually assaulted and threatened by the bishop of my Amish church. For 14 years I had been held prisoner and violently abused […] Read more...
That morning when I walked into the police station I was a frightened Amish girl with nowhere to go. I had a second-grade education and no form of Identification. I had just been sexually assaulted and threatened by the bishop of my Amish church. For 14 years I had been held prisoner and violently abused […]