I am alive today because of that truck driver. He saved my life trafficking me, taking my money, selling me to another master. There is no help given for free. I was a transaction.
Those are the words of a Sudanese man kidnapped and sold into slavery in the ’80s—not the 1780s, not the 1880s, but the 1980s.
His story, related by Melissa Pritchard in Wilson Quarterly, is unbelievably harrowing, but impossible to look away from—and it’s a story that continues to be shared by far too many people.