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A little story βœπŸ»πŸ“„

Hello 

I promised to drop a story of my own . Enjoy your read ❀️.


It’s fictional but it’s what some girls face even boys too .

I rushed back home from school to eat the garri I had soaked in the morning expecting it to rise beyond the level of the plastic bowl it stayed in . I smiled at the seven grains of groundnut that sat at the top while I poured the remaining sugar on it . I dug the bent silver spoon in it and ate a full spoon of it . I wasn’t mindful of the ants that had enjoyed most of the sweetness in this meal but I could still enjoy the little sweetness it still produced because I felt the ants added more to it . 

I ate vigorously while I Looked around the room which had all it’s surroundings scattered. My eyes found a picture of my mom and tears rolled down my cheeks remembering the disaster of her laying in the hospital bed with the last hope of her getting two million naira to operate on her for her kidney surgery . 

I finished the meal and re-arranged the room with the energy I gained from the food .I saw the mirror and thought of why Mr Charles got attracted to me I looked down at the little guava breasts that laid on my chest and the melon sized butts that rested on my long legs I was only nine years old and had the physique of a 13 year old . 

Mr charles lived next door and was always checking up on me ever since my mom was rushed to the hospital.He was well built with broad chest ,white set of small teeth arranged inside the lips , a punk hairstyle and a little tatoo on the side of his neck . He had the quiet look but little did I know he was a monster clothed with the body of a sheep. 

He would come to my room ,entice me with sweet words , touch the little guavas and melons and pretend like it was a mistake then he would squeeze 1000 naira note and whisper into my ears take this for candy and chocolates. These words would send chills down my spine (maybe because he was always swallowing two seeds of menthol before speaking to me ) . This continued for weeks and I couldn’t tell my mom due to the little naivety of me feeling she would give up the ghost if she got to know about it despite the disaster she was going through. I always felt  the guilt in me anytime I checked on her. 

Switched back to the night after a terrible rainfall that almost removed the weak roof which served as the only protector . It was still chilly while I laid in my mom’s wrapper and inhaled the scent of her in it . A knock came in and I forced my body to rise up while I checked the door .It was the monster again he forced his way into the room and grabbed me by the arm pushed me to the floor and distributed a few blows on my face . He pulled the little guavas with full force and forced my legs open . I pleaded with mercy with tears on my face but he kept on giving the blows and penetrated into the little house between my legs .i wailed In pain while blood dropped down my legs . He had his way and cursed at me harshly uttering words like “you little slut , bitch”. 

After all these he cleaned himself up and kept the candy and the usual 1000 naira note on the table and said IF YOU TELL ANY ONE in a thunderous voice . He stormed out of the room and left me lying hopelessly on the cold floor . 

My heart couldn’t crack up but I knew I had lost something . I lost that gold mommy advised me to keep but I couldn’t voice out 😭.

More to come .

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