With this post, I'm going to begin blogging on Wrecked. I'll share the stories of those whose lives are being changed. This first one is from Meghan Tschanz. Meeting Anala in India wrecked her and she tells us why here…
Anala has big brown doe eyes, eyes that wander around the room captivated by the smallest details. She’s small for the age of five, barely tipping the scales at 20 pounds.
Anala is dressed in a tattered baggy t-shirt that hangs over her underwear. Her hair is cropped short. And this in February, 2013, she walked into the room, straight into my arms, and stole my heart.
They say she is mute, though she makes up for it with her hand gestures and facial expressions. She struts around on her tip-toes looking around the room to see who notices her, something she probably learned from growing up in the red-light district.
Her story is one that digs its way into the depths of my soul.
Anala was born in a red light district in India, no one really knows her mother’s story, but it probably goes something like this: Her mother was most likely kidnapped from Nepal around the age of 13 and sold into prostitution for probably around $70.
Read the rest of the story on Wrecked.