I started when I was 19. I had just gotten out of a relationship that left me upset, so I joined the mag crew to leave town for awhile. It was awful. We got up at 7:00am, left the hotel at 8, then started "knocking" at 10am. we did that until 8pm, every night, but Sunday. We got $15 a day.

I started seeing one of the guys on the crew, and he started beating me. I wasn't allowed to talk to anyone but him and there were times when he would hit me in front of everyone. Many times I tried to leave, but they wouldn't let me. Finally, my boyfriend got fired for beating me, and so I left with him. At 20 years old, I ended up in Texas in a battered womens shelter.

I am now almost 30, and I still have a hard time. I ended up doing drugs for a long time to try to "escape" it all. after I stopped doing drugs, I started having flashbacks, and bad nightmares of him beating me.