Excerpt
Three days after my sixth birthday I was abducted. He grabbed me from behind as I waited by the gates of the big school for my brother. There was no time to scream as I was flung into the boot of his car. The lid slammed shut and he sped off, throwing me round the small space like a ball in a blacked out pin–ball machine. As the car settled into a cruise my body steadied. I had no idea what was happening, or why? My bowels opened; I remember feeling ashamed that I’d soiled myself – which of course was nothing compared to the indignities that awaited.