The STORY I NEVER TOLD.
By Emmy Alex
I grew up in a small neighborhood, It was really incredible, I mean my childhood.I could play with my cloths off in the rain and never feel ashame. I always played mummy with the little doll mummy got me,but my baby never cried, so I cried for my baby and nurtured her. I loved to see mummy carry her baby, she did so with so much care and tenderness, like it was an egg, pampering her baby at the slightest tears she drops, when ever she cries. Always, I felt bad because my baby never cried, but I was heavily consoled because mommy had always said " someday you will also Carry your baby. A real baby. She will cry and you will bustle and hustle to calm her.
"Hey, don't look at me like that when I dress, I always said to my younger brother. There was a time it never used to matter, but now it does. I still play innocently under the rain with other kids, but this time, my pants and blouse are steadily on; I tie them in a way they'll never leave my waist.
In the fair times, Daddy would bathe me to school when ever mummy was too occupied to do so, but now, I wouldn't even let him rub me the cream.
Why? THIS IS WHERE IT ALL WENT WRONG.
A new family had just moved into our hood,they seemed very friendly and playful too,especially Ola the eldest amongst the three children.He was about 18 or 20 years old. He was very fund of me,and always said I was the prettiest girl in the neighborhood. I always smiled and said "I got it from my mum". One day while playing mummy with my doll, Ola asked "Do you know what mummys do to have babies?", I smiled shyly and said " they do nonsense" barley lifting up my face. He laughed so loud and asked me what I meant by "doing nonsense" I just told him that was what the girls at school use to say. Mum and Dad had somewhere to go together,so they left my siblings and I to the care of Ola since he had become close to the family.Ola told Bella and Bobby to go play with other kids. They jumped out and flared up with excitement because Ola had done the opposite of mummy's instruction.
Now it was just Ola and myself In the house. He said he had something to show me, so he held my hand in his and took me into the bathroom. At this point my heart jumped out of my chest, he held her against the wall and whispered "I will take it easy on you and you will like it".I couldn't say a thing, I didn't even find a voice to, my voice was ceaced, so I could only cry within me. He first used his fingers inside me, (at this point,I was torn apart) then he finally penatrated into me ,( this was when I died).I laid there unconscious in my pool of blood. I woke up to a nightmare,seeing mummy's face filled with tears, but all she could say was"I'm sorry".
I still play mummy with a doll because I will never be a mummy to a baby who will do the crying and I the pamparing.
You don't just destroy her, but you can stop a whole generation from existing too.
#say_no_to_rape
I grew up in a small neighborhood, It was really incredible, I mean my childhood.I could play with my cloths off in the rain and never feel ashame. I always played mummy with the little doll mummy got me,but my baby never cried, so I cried for my baby and nurtured her. I loved to see mummy carry her baby, she did so with so much care and tenderness, like it was an egg, pampering her baby at the slightest tears she drops, when ever she cries. Always, I felt bad because my baby never cried, but I was heavily consoled because mommy had always said " someday you will also Carry your baby. A real baby. She will cry and you will bustle and hustle to calm her.
"Hey, don't look at me like that when I dress, I always said to my younger brother. There was a time it never used to matter, but now it does. I still play innocently under the rain with other kids, but this time, my pants and blouse are steadily on; I tie them in a way they'll never leave my waist.
In the fair times, Daddy would bathe me to school when ever mummy was too occupied to do so, but now, I wouldn't even let him rub me the cream.
Why? THIS IS WHERE IT ALL WENT WRONG.
A new family had just moved into our hood,they seemed very friendly and playful too,especially Ola the eldest amongst the three children.He was about 18 or 20 years old. He was very fund of me,and always said I was the prettiest girl in the neighborhood. I always smiled and said "I got it from my mum". One day while playing mummy with my doll, Ola asked "Do you know what mummys do to have babies?", I smiled shyly and said " they do nonsense" barley lifting up my face. He laughed so loud and asked me what I meant by "doing nonsense" I just told him that was what the girls at school use to say. Mum and Dad had somewhere to go together,so they left my siblings and I to the care of Ola since he had become close to the family.Ola told Bella and Bobby to go play with other kids. They jumped out and flared up with excitement because Ola had done the opposite of mummy's instruction.
Now it was just Ola and myself In the house. He said he had something to show me, so he held my hand in his and took me into the bathroom. At this point my heart jumped out of my chest, he held her against the wall and whispered "I will take it easy on you and you will like it".I couldn't say a thing, I didn't even find a voice to, my voice was ceaced, so I could only cry within me. He first used his fingers inside me, (at this point,I was torn apart) then he finally penatrated into me ,( this was when I died).I laid there unconscious in my pool of blood. I woke up to a nightmare,seeing mummy's face filled with tears, but all she could say was"I'm sorry".
I still play mummy with a doll because I will never be a mummy to a baby who will do the crying and I the pamparing.
You don't just destroy her, but you can stop a whole generation from existing too.
#say_no_to_rape
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