#ItsNotOkay
Nooo nooo please stop … I woke up to see my bed soaked with my blood and bloody panties, did I stab in between my legs?
oh Jesus last I recall was Uncle Brad who just got back from his travel, and me meeting him for the first time. Uncle Brad said oh Jessica look how plum u have grown, he said I should give him a big hug ( which I spoke to my inner mind saying no) mummy said to her brother, Hey Brad! Jessy doesn’t like being clung to just give her a handshake that should be a great welcoming gesture 👋.
Oh my ( mummy spoke mind just now phew 😌 ) as I went ahead to try giving my uncle Brad a handshake. But he pulled me close and hugged me. Pressing me so tightly against his flat chest. I toiled to get myself out of his arms which was fruitless until mummy came out from the kitchen and saw Uncle Brad’s annoying act she scolded him to let me go at once which he did ( I quickly grabbed my inhaler to pump some air into my lungs 🫁 at once) I just looked angrily at uncle brad and ran up to my room ( I couldn’t stop thinking 🤔 what junk is this uncle brad made off )? Phwww.
Shut my door, and decided to occupy myself with school work till I fall asleep, got up when I heard mum screaming my name from downstairs, jessy! Jessy!! Jessica!!! Come down for dinner. Oh my! mum can’t let the African woman in her diie huh? murmured and hurriedly put on a thick clothes to cover all my body part and went downstairs to eat. During dinner mum laughed and questioned why I was so properly dressed in the house and jokingly said is it because of uncle brad is around for the weekend ? I said yes because I didn’t want anything funny to happen.just like what happened this morning. We both laughed it out and started eating.I caught uncle brad severally making eye gestures at me and I couldn’t help but feel irritated like this is a 32 year old man acting like this to a 17 year old teenage girl like me. I just couldn’t finish my dinner, kissed my mum goodnight and bid my baby brother bye, as i ran up to my room again. Cuddled my Teddy 🐻 and drove off to dream land.
My room was so dark when I woke up to feel some huge hands inside my shirt and founding with my barely growing nipples, I was trying so hard to look for a touch until I heard him say don’t scream and don’t turn on the lamp it’s me uncle brad, I paused, scared and shaking, my mouth was firmly shut as he bent me on my tummy, pulled my panties and gradually forced himself on me. I was crying and shaking at the same time, trying to fight his big hand off my face to let me breath or shout at least. Uncle brad kept going in and out of me till I lost my consciousness.
Regaining my self and dragging my selfless body out of my bed, to see my bed soaked in red. Bloody and bruised inner thighs, I screamed with every energy in me and called for my mum. mummy!!!mummy!!mummy! See , seeeee. All I can remember was my mun rushing to my room and I blacked out. Waking up again and I looked around to notice that i was connected to something that looked like a life support machine, all my arms and leg numb, i could barely feel my toes. My lips clunged to each other, shut tight like I could be charged for every words that came out of it. The doctor asked my mum what happened, mummy said she didn’t know, she just met me like this in my room by morning. Doctor turned to me and asked me what happened I couldn’t speak, if I tried to talk,all I remembered was how dumb I was the night uncle brad held my mouth. I closed my eyes and drifted to a state of uncountiousness again.
My mum telling me I was in coma for 3 days and I have been taken to the surgery room twice now after 4 stitches in my private part. The doctor came with my report and my mum read it to me that uncle brad raped me and after further investigation I was found filled with 1.4liters of semen that morning. Mummy also said she can’t reach uncle brad and after that last night dinner she didn’t see uncle brad in the guest room. Uncle brad is on the run and I pray he gets caught so he pays for everything he did to me.
Making my life a living hell, now I wake up living each day with fright of the male gender, fear residing in me and the ever living trauma that doesn’t seem to go away even after 4 years of this incidence.
#staysafe
#theissueoffeminism
#femalelifesmatter
#justice⚖
#mystorymylife
