I have been carrying this secret all my life, I donâ€™t know who to tell because definitely my own fears are over my head, how will the world look at me afterwards? I have been living a terrible life beforehand and now confessing will make my world messy like h**l. I hate to admit it that I have been living a lie for all this while.
My story began back in campus, I was a naÃ¯ve innocent girl from the village who quickly evolved into a breathtaking beauty after meeting, well, I can say â€œ city girlsâ€ or a better one â€œslay queensâ€, fast forward, they introduced me to clubbing every Friday and I slowly turned from a social drinker to a dependent drinker but anyway that ainâ€™t my point of focus for now.
Fast forward in 2017, I had gone for my usual partying ritual with my friend Ana and I met this tall handsome guy with his group of friends, at first nothing really impressed me concerning him because by then I was already used to his kind. The first drink, the second drink and now the third one, thatâ€™s when I started feeling tipsy and I quickly went to the bathroom to pee.
As I entered the ladies washrooms, I could recall hearing a man talking inside the washroom while adjusting his belt but that didnâ€™t matter then because I was tipsy, went inside and did whatever I did but upon coming out, the tall handsome guy pounced on me and threatened that if I made any noise, he would stab me, then I could not even defend myself because I was drunk, I struggled abit but he got away with me, he raped me severally till I passed out.
After five minutes I regained consciousness but all I could see was blur, I recall seeing Ana dragging something like a body full of blood inside the washrooms and locked the door, she then quickly started cleaning the blood stains on her hands and face, by then I had gathered some strength and I was able to call her, she jumped as though she was frightened by my voice.
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