Naomi is sitting on a mattress in her room in Athens. A closet, an armchair, an old mattress on the floor, and her things in some plastic bags. She sprinkles with oil her one-year-old son Lord, who never stands still. She tickles him and smiling says,\u00a0\u201cIn Nigeria, there was no money to go to school. When I was six years old, my mother, a \u201cbusinesswoman,\u201d sold me to a woman who took me to Ghana. Even there I\u00a0could not go to school<\/strong>, I had to take care of her children and work in the house until the evening.\u00a0This woman used to beat me<\/strong>; I was very afraid of her.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n Naomi is 33 years old and she\u2019s Nigerian. We met her in Athens, during the\u00a0food distribution<\/strong>\u00a0we do as part of the\u00a0\u201cFood for All\u201d<\/a>\u00a0project together with the Migrant Forum. After years of violence and suffering,\u00a0she arrived in Greece<\/strong>, where she is struggling to have a better life for herself and her son. Vulnerable and alone, she recounted how she managed to escape the woman who exploited her when she was about 30 years old.\u00a0\u201cI ran away alone, without a penny in my pocket: I went to different countries, but everywhere there were problems with men.\u201d<\/em>\u00a0In Iraq, a couple locked her in a room and\u00a0forced her into prostitution<\/strong>.\u00a0\u201cI needed sex to survive.\u201d<\/em>\u00a0On her body, Naomi has signs of abuse and an ugly scar on her chest,\u00a0\u201cA man bit me until I bled.\u201d<\/em>\u00a0Then\u00a0she became pregnant<\/strong>\u00a0due to a man who would not use a condom. But fortunately, a friend helped her escape. Naomi hoped to arrive in Greece and build a better life, but it didn\u2019t happen.<\/p>\n