THE SCAR
I was pinned to the ground. I watched them take turns on me. 4 of them. My pubic region hurt badly. I closed my eyes awaiting death to lay its icy hands on me. But life was keen to show me a side I never wanted to experience.
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I was pinned to the ground. I watched them take turns on me. 4 of them. My pubic region hurt badly. I closed my eyes awaiting death to lay its icy hands on me. But life was keen to show me a side I never wanted to experience.
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Mary walked into the house sobbing. "Mum, I'm tired of men. infact men are scum."
"Why dear?" Lizzy asked.
"Tunde broke up with me."
"Why dear?" Lizzy asked.
"Tunde broke up with me."
"And you generalise men as scum because of that?"
"Yes mum. I've heard many bad stories about men."
"What can you say of your dad?"
"He is nice. You are lucky to have him."
"Seat down, young woman. Let me tell you a story of my life."
"Yes mum. I've heard many bad stories about men."
"What can you say of your dad?"
"He is nice. You are lucky to have him."
"Seat down, young woman. Let me tell you a story of my life."
It was a fateful Friday evening. My Mum of blessed memory sent me to buy Salt down the street. It was already past 7. On my way home, a guy whistling was walking behind me. In fear I hastened my steps because the path was lonely. suddenly he touched me from behind.
"What do you want?" I asked in fear.
He pointed at the salt I was holding. I was puzzled.
As he approached me, i stepped back and felt another person behind me. I looked back and saw 3 other men behind me. Behold, I was surrounded.
He pointed at the salt I was holding. I was puzzled.
As he approached me, i stepped back and felt another person behind me. I looked back and saw 3 other men behind me. Behold, I was surrounded.
In a flash, I was cleared on the floor, my mouth was sealed while the other two pinned me to the ground as I struggled.
My legs were spread apart, Skirt raised above my waist. I bit the one who covered my mouth with his hand so I could shout but was silenced by a resounding slap.
My legs were spread apart, Skirt raised above my waist. I bit the one who covered my mouth with his hand so I could shout but was silenced by a resounding slap.
The last guy tore my pant aggressively.
He brought out his manhood, I felt a cold shiver run down my spine.
Without hesitation, He thrusted aggressively as he moaned in pleasure.
The pain was sharp and lasting. I could hear him say "This babe tight, nah virgin."
He brought out his manhood, I felt a cold shiver run down my spine.
Without hesitation, He thrusted aggressively as he moaned in pleasure.
The pain was sharp and lasting. I could hear him say "This babe tight, nah virgin."
Tears flowed down my cheeks as my vagina hurt like wild fire.
They poured semen on my face as they took turns. I went numb as they rode me fiercely ignoring the fact I was bleeding. I felt the emptiness of my soul as I watched my life flash before my eyes.
They poured semen on my face as they took turns. I went numb as they rode me fiercely ignoring the fact I was bleeding. I felt the emptiness of my soul as I watched my life flash before my eyes.
"Mum, did this really happen to you or it’s just a story?” Mary asked.
"I still have the scars. The memory is still fresh. it was a bitter experience." Lizzy remarked.
"Mum, you see. men are Scum. I hate men."
"My dear, before you judge. let me continue."
"I still have the scars. The memory is still fresh. it was a bitter experience." Lizzy remarked.
"Mum, you see. men are Scum. I hate men."
"My dear, before you judge. let me continue."
They left me to my fate. I laid helpless on the ground. My body was weak. I used all energy I had left to crawl home as I bled. immediately I got to the door and knocked all I could remember was my mother’s scream till I opened my eyes in the hospital.
Beside me were my parents and the doctor.
"She will be alright." The doctor said.
I begged him to take my life.
"She will be alright." The doctor said.
I begged him to take my life.
My parents rebuked me.
They believed everything would return to normal. But deep down, the images kept flashing. My self-esteem was low. The hatred for the descendants of Adam increased.
They believed everything would return to normal. But deep down, the images kept flashing. My self-esteem was low. The hatred for the descendants of Adam increased.
I was labelled as the ‘RAPED GIRL’ by friends, neighbours and acquaintances. My parents couldn't bear the shame. We had to relocate to another neighbourhood. The only thing that changed was geographical location.
The marks on my private part was a lasting reminder.
Depression set in, I couldn't take it anymore. I contemplated suicide.
Depression set in, I couldn't take it anymore. I contemplated suicide.
On several occasions I took a rope to hang myself or a knife to stab myself but my guts failed me.
One day, I was home alone. I summed up courage, grabbed a knife and slit my wrist.
Gradually I watched life fade away as I bled, awaiting deaths arrival to lay its Icy hands on me.
One day, I was home alone. I summed up courage, grabbed a knife and slit my wrist.
Gradually I watched life fade away as I bled, awaiting deaths arrival to lay its Icy hands on me.
As I laid numb on the floor, I heard echoes of my mum's scream. For the second time. I woke up in the hospital. I hated the fact I was still alive.
"Lizzy, Why do you want to do this to yourself?" Mum wailed.
For the first time I saw tears flow from my dad's eyes. He was speechless. I realised taking my life was a selfish decision. I could imagine the trauma they would have faced. I had to be strong for them.
For the first time I saw tears flow from my dad's eyes. He was speechless. I realised taking my life was a selfish decision. I could imagine the trauma they would have faced. I had to be strong for them.
moving on was a tough journey as I had no other option. I got admission into University of Lagos.
I avoided male acquaintances at all costs. But it was inevitable.
I avoided male acquaintances at all costs. But it was inevitable.
I took a walk after lectures. I was lost in thought as i didn't notice a car coming my way. I couldn't hear the car's repeated horns till I was almost hit. I immediately regained consciousness.
"You are mad. Can't you apply your brakes? Are you crippled or blind?." I cursed.
"You are mad. Can't you apply your brakes? Are you crippled or blind?." I cursed.
immediately, a tall dark and handsome man stepped out. He was neatly dressed in corporate wear. I was ready for him, I waited for him to attack me but what happened next shocked me.
"I am so sorry. I will take the blame.” He said with a low and calm tone.
"I am so sorry. I will take the blame.” He said with a low and calm tone.
I was startled. The onlooking crowd justified him, they put the blame on me. I knew i was wrong. I wanted to apologise to him but my heart was hardened.
As I tried to get up from the floor he stretched out his hands. i didn’t know when i yelled. "Rapist! leave me alone."
As I tried to get up from the floor he stretched out his hands. i didn’t know when i yelled. "Rapist! leave me alone."
The shock on his eyes was unexplainable.
I realised what I said was wrong. I quickly grabbed my handouts and ran away.
As I looked back. he was still rooted to the spot.
I realised what I said was wrong. I quickly grabbed my handouts and ran away.
As I looked back. he was still rooted to the spot.
Weeks later.
I had just finished lectures when I got a tap on my back.
Behold it was the gentleman who hit me earlier on.
I bowed my head in shame. He grinned.
"Why did you call me a rapist" He asked calmly.
"I called you different names that day." I asserted.
I had just finished lectures when I got a tap on my back.
Behold it was the gentleman who hit me earlier on.
I bowed my head in shame. He grinned.
"Why did you call me a rapist" He asked calmly.
"I called you different names that day." I asserted.
"Yes you did. every Insult is generic, but being called a rapist is direct." He said.
words failed me. I turned my back to leave when he held me back.
"Why are you so bitter. What happened to you? I couldn't even get an apology from you."
I still found it hard to say sorry.
words failed me. I turned my back to leave when he held me back.
"Why are you so bitter. What happened to you? I couldn't even get an apology from you."
I still found it hard to say sorry.
The hardness of my heart was strong but my eyes gave me out as tears trickled down my eyes.
He apologised for calling me bitter and turned his back to leave when I forced the 2 words i found difficult to say all along.
"I'm sorry."
He apologised for calling me bitter and turned his back to leave when I forced the 2 words i found difficult to say all along.
"I'm sorry."
He smiled. "How do you feel now?" he asked.
To be sincere I felt light. But refused to reply him.
To be sincere I felt light. But refused to reply him.
There was something unique about him. He was soft spoken, calm and relaxed. I had only met him twice but felt I could share everything with him.
"I just hate men." I said.
"Have you met all of them?" He joked.
I was thrown off balance by his sacarsm.
"I just hate men." I said.
"Have you met all of them?" He joked.
I was thrown off balance by his sacarsm.
He brought out a handkerchief and wiped off my tears. It was a gesture I would never forget.
"I've been hurt by people in the past. But I learnt to move on. I don't know what may have happened in your past but you need to throw the burden off your heart." He said softly.
"I've been hurt by people in the past. But I learnt to move on. I don't know what may have happened in your past but you need to throw the burden off your heart." He said softly.
Those words hit me. Tears streamed out of my eyes without control.
"You have no idea of the trauma i have faced. Its hard to move on." I sobbed.
"What happened? Tell me." he begged.
"You will judge me. I dont want another pity party."
"You have no idea of the trauma i have faced. Its hard to move on." I sobbed.
"What happened? Tell me." he begged.
"You will judge me. I dont want another pity party."
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"let me tell you a short story." He said.
"I was abused by my step dad at the age of 10.
My mum didn't know he was bi-sexual. He beat me mercilessly after every sexcapade to prevent me from telling her. It continued till I ran out of the house at 17."
"I was abused by my step dad at the age of 10.
My mum didn't know he was bi-sexual. He beat me mercilessly after every sexcapade to prevent me from telling her. It continued till I ran out of the house at 17."
"I endured the pain for 7 years. I hated myself. bitterness filled my heart everyday. I realised I was killing myself everyday by grooming hatred. This hatred continued till I was 27. I finally forgave him. I felt light after that."
I was shocked. "Everyone has a sad story." I sighed as I consoled him.
"But forgiveness frees your heart." he said.
"But forgiveness frees your heart." he said.
I narrated my story to him. he felt sorry for me. It was the first time I met someone who truly understood how I felt.
With time he helped me move on and the bitterness left.
I was free.
With time he helped me move on and the bitterness left.
I was free.
"Wow! Mummy, what was his name?" Mary asked.
"Peter."
Peter? That's daddy's name.
"Yes. That's how I met your dad."
"Wow. Daddy is a rare gem. God turns coal into diamonds with pressure and time. I always admire you guys." Mary grinned.
"Peter."
Peter? That's daddy's name.
"Yes. That's how I met your dad."
"Wow. Daddy is a rare gem. God turns coal into diamonds with pressure and time. I always admire you guys." Mary grinned.
Yes dear. Your Dad and I became very close friends. We eventually got married.
I was nervous on Our wedding night. I felt the scars on my pubic region would turn him off. He smiled at me and kissed it. I gained confidence when I saw the marks on his butt. We made fun of our wounds.
“So my daughter. Not all men are scum. You only met the wrong ones.
Stories of Good men don't trend on social media.”
Thank you mummy, I pray I find my peter someday.
Stories of Good men don't trend on social media.”
Thank you mummy, I pray I find my peter someday.
“So you called me by name. Look at this child.” Her dad who hid behind the door listening to their conversation interrupted.
They laughed.
They laughed.
***THE END.***
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@cheeuniq and I wrote this story to create awareness on rape.
#Endrape
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Check my pinned tweet for a thread of other hilarious stories or feeltheeagle.com
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