Close Encounter At The Pickton Farm

When I first saw Willie Pickton on the news, in 2001, I recognized him right away and the alarm bells started going off. The police had a hotline, and they asked women who had any information to call.

At first, I was like, "nah" - That's the denial part. You so desperately don't want to believe you walked that same path.

I called the hotline and said, "About 6 years ago I was sent to a trailer on a farm and I remember the pigs. Did the trailer the police search have pigs in the bedroom?"

They said yes. That's when it really hit me that I could have died. I might not have been working the streets like the women who died, but I was still sent to that place.

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I decided to escort when I was 21-or 20. At the time I didn't want to work a minimum wage job; I had run out of my student loans and got kicked out of school. And I was having a lot of sex.

Even as a little girl, I was exposed to sex. I found pornos in the den. At six years old, when you're turned on, you start developing, and when women are objectified, it confuses a child. You learn your worth is tied to sex. There was a girl in my neighborhood who took it upon herself to "educate" me. And then there was also a huge concern about money in my family and over the notion of being self-supporting. My family had their troubles, but we weren't unusual.

So, in 1995, I was working for an escort agency when a guy called up and said they wanted a girl. The agency sent me to a trailer in Coquitlam.