DINA VISKOVICH

A dark alley, a pile of trash and a black cat. That were the things present when baby Dina was born, not including her mother of course. The woman had gotten far too used to such happening, this was maybe her seventh child, fourth alley birth. You see she was a prostitute yet she was never careful when it came to protection and such, she was getting herself knocked up and having a child at least once a year. Those children never saw her again, well maybe they did but neither of them knew who the other was, this woman didn't want a baby. She did the same with Dina as she did with all of her children, left them in the emergency room at the nearest hospital. In Dina's case she was in Moscow, the capital of Russia, Dina was the only one to have been lucky enough to be born in the city, somewhere that there were a great deal of people to take her in, or something of the like. Her birth mother vanished and Dina was in the not so capable hands of an orphanage.

Her childhood wasn't all that great. Yes she was looked after, she was healthy and she was fed, she had a place to sleep and never went without company. None the less this wasn't enough for a child, she always felt alone, the other kids didn't like her, at least not a lot. There were a few of the others that came and talked to her, kept her company, but they always seemed to get adopted rather quickly and Dina didn't see them again. Most of her younger days were spent like this, though when she was eleven and almost too old for the home that she was in, a lovely couple came by and adopted her. At first she was hesitant and frightened of these new people that were now her parents. Though after a few weeks she became curious and spent more time with them rather than in her bedroom. The couple were from the United States and had made Moscow their home after wanting a change of scenery. They were not short of money and the father was quite a successful businessman, though she didn't know what his business was. She was seventeen when they moved back to America, taking Dina with them.

She found it hard to fit in at her new American school, she had never been an intelligent girl and at this stage she was fairly naive. She was in her final year of high school though she felt as if she should have been starting at the beginning. Her accent attracted the bullies and a few nicer people, but mostly the bullies. Her first year in America consisted of a lot of frightening moments and a lot of first times, not all things that she was willing to jump into again. It was during a party held by what she thought was a nice guy that she lost her virginity. No, it wasn't by choice and yes she was scared by the moment. The guy who had hosted the party had told her that there was something special for her in the bedroom and her and her naivety wandered in only to be pushed onto the bed, pinned down and raped. She never spoke of the night and it's still something that she doesn't talk about.

The next few years of her life weren't exactly a walk in the park. Her father was arrested and jailed for the next ten years, he was participating in running a human trafficking ring and was busted. Her mother tried to kill herself and was committed to a mental home. Dina was left with a house and a lot of bills that needed to be paid. She had a small job at a small take away store nearby the house but it wasn't something that was going to pay these bills. In a way she was lucky that this happened after her twenty first birthday because she was able to jump right into what she is still doing to this day, stripping. It's not her ideal career but it pays the bills and does it well. She's saving as much money as she can so that she can attend university and do something with her life, really she has no idea what she wants to do in her future. So for now she's just pushing through her day to day life doing the best she can for herself.

hayley // 21 // central oz