I watched this monster tear my undies and have his way. The first stroke couldn’t get in cos it was my first time. He struggled more and forcefully, he penetrated.
In weakness, I saw him devour me like ọkpa Nsukka.
I saw it – my blood of innocence. I watched helplessly as he took my innocence away.
Now, here is my abuser standing face to face with me, asking me why I’ve not forgiven him.
“It’s been 11 years but it still feels like yesterday” I told him.
“Do you know the extent of the damage you’ve done to me huh?” I asked him with tears running down my cheeks which I had allowed to flow ceaselessly.
“Get out of my way before I do something stupid to you” I charged at him.
“Trust me, I’ve forgiven you but I’ve not forgotten how you took my innocence away from me forcefully. I hope someone else does same to your child that’s if you will even have one. I hope you do perish in hell for taking away my life from me. You took away my pride and you call it little thing”.
With these words, I stabbed him on the chest and ran away.
Say no to RAPE!!! The victims are never the same after the experience, so says Paul
