On my way home in the early hours of the morning, after my friend’s party. I was accosted by three funny looking guys. I had just left the party at about 2 a.m to get to the Uber I ordered. “Stop there! Where you dey go? Come here!” one of them shouted at me. I complied and tried to explain myself, but little did I know about their motives as I found myself being dragged away with a gun pointed at me.
“Oga take everything” I said in fear for my life. “Lie down there”, he screamed as he pushed me to a tight dirty corner… Too many things were running through my mind. Why did I not sleep at home? Did I really have to go for the party? I obeyed and laid down, hoping for a miracle and praying for Gods intervention… I could see the other two men, guarding the environment and watching to see if anyone is coming… “How do I over power three huge men?” But how do I lay down here and give up on life… I’ll never be the same again if any of these men touch me…
I started moving backwards with my hands slowly, hoping to get to a safe distance and start running…. Hahahahaha, the gang leader laughed, “you wan run? Go where? We be devil o, we fit free you after we finish… If you leave here, Na Red Sea you go enter… They go finish with you then kill you chop… Common lie down there before I lose my temper!” Fear gripped me, and I started to shudder, he loosened his belt and brought down his trousers, exposing his d**k. Its size was scarier than the Ak47 they threatened me with earlier. I started to plead “Please, I will pay you! I’m begging you please, I’ll bring five girls for you! Please don’t touch me, I beg you in the name of God” I kept saying in between my tears.
“God?” He shouted, “Did you say God” he screamed, “Answer me now, did you say God?” he shouted seeming even angrier than before, “Guys, she said God” and they all started laughing, “if I hear you call that name here, I will kill you… Who be God? God no dey see how boys dey struggle? God no dey see how boys dey cry dey beg am for even small thing!”. I couldn’t help but say “Please I’m sorry”. But before I could even finish my apology, he raised his voice over mine “Oya, open your leg, you don make me vex!”.
“Please sir I beg you” I managed to say, “shut up!!!” He shouted and kicked my legs. I covered my mouth with my hands, so I don’t provoke him any further…
His rough palms rubbed the skin in between my thighs, pushing up my dress in anger, when he got to my waist, he brought down my panties with one hand , using the other to rub and go straight into my V, I guess he was trying to get me wet.
“Do you have protection please?” I asked him slowly, afriad of how he will react … “Na your father dey use protection”, he screamed and landed a slap on my cheeks. “This girl no get respect, I will show you how I dey treat sluts like you”. His eyes flaming red and voice coarse, I knew I was dead physically and mentally… is this really happening to me?
He brought down his trouser and separated my legs like he wanted to divide my body into two, it hurt, and I couldn’t believe how helpless I was. And then he did it! He inserted his manhood into me, going in and out with force , the saddest part is that he was enjoying it. Tears were running down my cheeks, but I couldn’t speak. He kept on with a fast pace making horrifying sounds that sounded like a hungry lion. He went on and on, then lifted one of my legs on his shoulder and tilted me to the side, making me feel the whole of him in me. I was in terrible pains, I felt like my waist was leaving my body and my heart was struggling to leave my chest.
I closed my eyes to say a prayer, but I couldn’t find any words, not even a prayerful thought. All I was thinking was “God why?”, “Why me?”, “What did I do to deserve this?”, “Are you up there looking at me now God?” My thoughts were interrupted by the sharpest pain I have ever experienced in my life. When I came back to reality I discovered he was struggling to get into my anus. I started screaming, crying and begging him to stop. He held my neck like he wanted to kill me,I was struggling to breathe when he forced himself into my anus. I could feel him in my spine… He started going in and out of me, screaming with sounds of creepy passion… “Do fast make we come do before people go show” One of the guard boys said… “I dey come” he replied.
“I dey cum, I deyyyyy cum, I… deyyyyy cummmmmmmmmmmmm” he shouted as I felt liquid dripping out of my anus. No sooner, I heard them say amongst themselves, “this one be like who wan die o! make we move” and they ran off into the night. I was too weak to move, too weak to scream anymore, and a feeling of disgust suddenly overwhelmed me. I wanted to drown in water and jik, I felt so dirty, So unworthy to live… I wanted to die after this, I couldn’t bear it… They had to kill me, or I’ll kill myself.
They attempted to take my happiness and my hope away, they toyed with my dignity. Yes! They succeeded in making me ponder about my existence. And Yes! they took the pleasure out of me in that instance, but they didn’t take my spirit from me, and my spirit will continue to express the goodness of life.
When you no longer see yourself as a victim but a Survivor, it’ll be easier to live.
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Hello , My name is Dodeye I am a story-teller , visual artist , textilist, food/travel enthusiast and most importantly “Our Modern day Monalisa” I am from Cross River state in Nigeria ( The Nations Paradise) where I studied visual art and specialized in Textile .Learn more
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