FEMALE VOICE OVER: On the first day it was just words. Death threats and hate. They next day they put a bag over my head, handcuffed me and beat me repeatedly. I awoke in a cell to small to stretch out in. Time stopped. I measured the days by how often I was beaten. One day, the guards ordered me to shower. I was thinking. I know what happens now.
Raped. Hit. For months by gangs of men.
REBECCA: Well that’s not my story. But why is it easy to tolerate torture when it’s out of sight? Would the abuse be any more horrifying if it happened to someone like me – maybe someone you knew?
What if it happened here?
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