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[banjo playing "Where Did You Sleep Last Night"]
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Let me out!
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No! No!
No!
No!
My name is Hannah,
and my boyfriend and I lived in a cabin in the woods that was pure evil.
I was born in Juneau, Alaska,
and moved to Montana
when I was 13 days old.
My childhood was pretty rough.
My parents were...
incredibly strict Christian fundamentalists.
Church every Sunday...
as well as, like, Bible studies every day.
I didn't really have very many friends growing up there. We were...
We were pretty isolated from town.
My mom was a stay-at-home housewife.
And my mom and I
would be just at the house, all day, every day.
My mom was pretty abusive, and...
I remember once, I was playing outside.
Stop it, Hannah.
Hannah!
I said...
stop it.
Enough!
No!
No, Mom, no, no!
No! No, no, no.
No, no, no, no.
- Quiet! -
Mom! Mom!
I said...
- be... quiet! -
She gagged me,
tied me...
to a chair in our basement in the dark
until my dad came home from work,
for probably four or five hours.
My mom told me that her duty in life
was to humble me before God.
When I was a teenager, you know,
I started really questioning
a lot of what my parents had taught me,
which led to a lot of conflict with them.
So it was like a really kind of a rough childhood.
But I got a job when I was 15
at a pizza place,
and I made some... some decent friends.
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Hey, Hannah.
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Shit, guys, it's my mom.
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Let's go.
My mom ended up
cracking me in the face with my purse.
I split my lip open, about like that.
And my co-worker confronted me and was like,
"Look, like, you... You either need to, like, leave,
or I'm gonna call, you know, the cops and Child Services
because, like, you know,
normal parents don't do that kind of stuff."
I, uh... I petitioned the judge,
and I'd been working long enough at that point in time
that I was able to emancipate myself.
I cleaned my room out, and that was it.
Hannah!
Go fuck yourself!
Just drive.
Hannah!
I had met a disabled vet, Jesse, through a mutual friend.
Jesse had seen the... the... the bruises that I had on my neck,
and he needed somebody to come over to his house
and help out a little bit.
His leg is injured, so...
I ended up moving into Jesse's house.
I honestly, like, kind of owe Jesse a lot, because, like, other...
I don't think I would have necessarily made it through
that period of my life without you, you know?
- It was really mad... - I feel the same.
My leg was broken, uh, at the ankle,
and... you were there for me when I really needed somebody around,
and I knew that you needed somebody to...
jump-start the healing process.
Yeah... I agree with that for sure.
It was, like... ...early fall.
I had no income.
I couldn't find work.
And so Jesse had this friend named Drew who lived in California.
Drew, like, he offered me a job on his cannabis farm, and...
so I... I decided to split down to California.
It just seemed kind of like the logical choice at the time.
And so I went down to TRIMCAMP,
where they process all of the harvested marijuana.
That was a very new chapter of life for me,
because all of a sudden, I was free.
It was a very new experience.
Kind of a little bit of culture shock for me.
Hi.
Hi.
- Welcome to TRIMCAMP. - Oh, hello.
- I'm Drew. - I'm Hannah.
So it was like this really happy...
positive place.
It was really welcoming. It was, you know...
It was a whole new life and a whole new family for me.
The Northern California grower, Grateful Dead lifestyle, and...
it was really exciting.
As TRIM progressed,
Drew and I kind of started to realize
that we had some pretty strong feelings for each other.
One night, I ended up, uh, finishing a tattoo that he had
that was half-started.
You like it?
Yeah.
I really like what you did to your hair.
Once that door was opened, we fell for each other really hard.
Drew and I, like, moved into his main house,
which was this incredibly rickety,
converted logging camp
up Cobb Mountain.
It was like this feeling of, like, adventure and excitement.
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The next morning, Drew basically takes off.
He had, you know, four gardens to tend,
so he just leaves for, like, two or three days.
And so I'm sitting there with my stuff,
like, "What'll I do for the next few days?"
There's this, like, just weird,
unexplainable kind of like dead space in the wall
that didn't really make sense with how the house was laid out.
But I didn't really investigate it too much,
'cause I was trying not to be super nosy up in my new boyfriend's house.
So when we got back, we were just, like, hanging out and talking.
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Fuck you!
Mmm.
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