He would call me his wife and give me this weird smile every time he comes visiting. He always has a way of scolding my younger brother when he did the tiniest wrong, but when i do same, he tells my mom I am just a little girl. Then, one day, he parked into our apartment. The reason wasn't disclosed, but from the gist I got, he was having financial issues.

He helped my brother and I, with our homework, he scrubs the floor, washes the dishes and even makes meals for the family. He became a relief to my parents who come back home late from work. Many a time, I won't get to see my mom for 2 weeks, because she leaves home early before I am awake and gets home late, when I am already snoring in bed.

I was my uncle's favorite, and he would add extra piece of meat for me. One afternoon, he sent my brother to help collect his disc player from his friend. Uncle drew me closer and asked me to sit close to him. I did and he started tickling me, I laughed and he started playing with me. We rolled over each other on his bed, I never knew my uncle was so much fun.  The play ended when my brother came back with the cd player.


The following day, while my brother was asleep, Uncle told me how beautiful I am, and reminded me how I am his wife. I felt good about this. Uncle was my husband.He asked me to sit on his laps, I did and before i knew it, my pants were off. Uncle pounced on me. The sharp pain was unbearable, and my innocence was taken at the age of 5! I screamed, but uncle quickly covered my mouth with his palms. he told me sorry and he cleaned me up. He warned me strictly never to tell anyone. If I did, he was not going to marry me and I would not look beautiful again, And no one would want to associate with me too. He also said, with what he did to me, I would understand mathematics (my weak subject) better in school and I would not be scolded by my parents anymore.

Uncle continued to molest me for the rest of of the 8 years he stayed with us. It became a norm to me, How else does one satisfy one's husband?

When I was 13, uncle moved out of our house. He later got married and he has 3 beautiful girls. He kept his distance from me, but still talks to my family, like he did not hurt a soul.

I am 35 years old as I type, I have all it takes to be called a wealthy woman, but I am single. I have met men, but my past still haunt me, I just cant allow myself love or trust any man.

Sometimes, I wished I was not a girl child, I wished my parents never left us in the arms of uncle. I wished uncle was aborted by her mother; I wished he was never allowed to come to this earth and ruin an innocent life. I wished I was never my Uncle's wife!

This post first appeared on this blog - Bae's Diary!

Source: http://www.baesdiary.com.ng/2017/04/herss-how-i-got-married-at-age-of-5.html#more

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