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Tell me something this master and slave relationship is going towards a bad corner

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Anambra again? I am a proud citizen will love and honor her all the days of my life, a state of the greats both the dead and the living even the future ones are not left out. Thank you Peter Obi for laying the foundation, thank you Willie Obiano for sustaining the foundation and building it to be the best. Anambra adigo ma

I am not a professional writer I just have passion for writing I hope to improve as I write more. This is my contribution for the fight against rape going on everyday in Nigeria, criticism and professional advice are welcome
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My name is Ada, only child of a single mother she works everyday to provide for me,
that makes her not to be around most times.
I grew up in our one room apartment in face me I face you compound,
I always play with my mates whenever I am free I have no worry I was free I lived happily and I was so innocent until my 14th birthday when the demon who took my innocence,
took my childhood and my happiness packed in,
in the same compound. Brother Chukwudi that is what we call him,
every child likes him because of his generosity he used to send us on errands always telling us to keep the balance but behind his generosity lies an evil plan and
I am the target because I was easy to get, my mother is always away most times not coming back for days I sleeps at our neighbor room anytime she did not come back home.
The day my life change forever I was alone at home because I have not paid my school fees,
other kids are in school I got tired of staying inside because their was no light and Bro Chukwudi generator was running,
the noise from the generator filled my room I cant sleep despite my best effort to sleep.
Bro Chukwudi saw me sitting outside, Ada why are you still at home by this time of the day?
It is because I am yet to pay my school fees, have you inform your mother? Yes she is aware, she said that she will pay my school fees by next week monday, are you busy now? No.
Ok can you help me buy 400 naira MTN recharge card across the street,
ok no problem, he handed me a 500 naira note I took it,
few minutes later I was at his door I knocked he open the door I try handing him over what he sent me to buy rather than take it he told me to enter inside and that I should place it at the small table in his sitting room,
when I did like he instructed I turned to leave but he was at the door smiling,
if only I knew his smiles was a sign of danger I could have raise alarm rather I felt at home when he told me to sit on his bed that he has some questions to ask me,
even when he was locking the door I never suspected any foul play due to my innocence I start watching the movie playing in his television,
if only I knew what is about to happen I could have grab the knife I saw at the table before he did.
Shortly I felt a hand caressing my lap I turned and pushed his hand away, he smile, you want to tell me that you don't have a boyfriend he asked smiling mischievously.
Me boyfriend ? No I am not like that,
shut up I use to watch how you play with those boys in our compound everyday so you want to tell me it is only play you guys are playing nothing else,
I swear it is just play, I don't trust you until I confirm, how ? Why? Because children of now our days are something else,
why will I lie,
ok spread your legs let me check,
no Bro Chukwudi I plead while shifting away from him, where did you think you want to run to ?
The door is locked so no escape,
oya open your legs, the smiles vanish from his face his eyes are now red,
please Bro Chukwudi don't do what you want to do please I beg you in the name of God,
all my pleading fell on deaf ears, he grabbed me I shout and struggle to get out of his hold but he was too strong I shouted for help but he covered my mouth with his huge left hand,
he turn towards the table and took the knife there, he threaten to kill me if I shout again and I gave up my struggle, he ordered me to remove my cloths which I did.
I saw him UnCloth, what I saw was so huge a big erect penis oh no is this what he meant when he said he wants to check my virginity,
he forcefully opened my legs, I am a virgin please don't do it I plead,
shut up he shouted back at me, at that moment I knew nothing on earth will save me except miracle I was ready for the worst I was shaking,
my heartbeats were uncountable,
tears were running down my cheeks freely yet the demon was not moved I looked at his face it was so mean something I have not seen in my life before.
He spread out my legs and was struggling to insert his penis but my vigaina was so tight and at the same time hurting me,
he pushed it so forcefully I felt a pain like a sharp knife piecing my skin it made me shout so loud,
I look down and saw blood rushing down between my legs, at that moment I felt like fainting I became weak,
I start crying, the more I cry the more he thrust in forcefully twenty minutes later he release a white substance I later learn to be sperm,
the worst twenty minutes of my life the twenty minutes that changed my life forever, the twenty minutes that took away my innocence,
the twenty minutes of torture, the twenty minutes of pain and agony.
I thought that is the end of my misery how wrong was I that was just the beginning of my misery,
he gave me a tissue paper to clean myself up and ordered me to dress up,
he went inside brought out a fetish object and ordered me to swear that nobody will know what happen or else I die if I tell anybody which I did out of fear.
He open the door for me to leave, through out that day I was inside crying I couldn't walk well due to pains later at night my mother came back she saw me lying down,
are you ok Ada? I'm fine mommy, why haven't you wash the plates ? I will mum,
make sure you did before you sleep you know I hate dirty environment yes ma , that was the only communication between us that night.
My mother is a trader who deals in livestock she do travel to some states with other women to buy the items she sells which may take her like two days away from home if the state she is travelling to is far,
our relationship is almost none existence because even when she is around she spends the day at the market and come back at night weak early in the morning she is off to market.
She had me after my fathers family rejected her because of her tribe but by then she is already pregnant.
She rejected every advice to abort me which made her people to chase her away for bringing shame to the family.
Two days later Bro Chukwudi took me inside and rape me again this continues because I was afraid to report him to anybody, it goes on for more than one year until the incidence that leaked everything,
for once since I started seeing my menstruation I notice that I did not see it one particular month I was not bothered infact I was happy that finally I have stop seeing it.
I was gaining weight I sleeps a lot I hardly do anything because I always feel dizzy,
one day I was sleeping in class my form mistress Mrs Jane Owuka but we call her anuty Jane,
woke me up and summoned me to her office after close examination she requested to see my mother I took her to my mother's shop after school hour,
after discussing like ten minutes my mother closed her shop and drag me forcefully towards home I was confused, what did I do?
Why did my teacher took me to my mother's shop?
why is my mother so angry? Many thoughts running inside my mind,
we got home my mother went inside and came out with a cane and start flogging me and was shouting Ada you will not kill me what will people say, who got you pregnant, at the mention of pregnancy my heart froze, my teacher was holding her, preventing her from hitting me.
Mama Ada stop this is not the way to handle this matter,
let us ask her first, teacher look at a poor woman like me who struggle and suffer everyday to make sure she eats,
wear cloth and attend school what she use to pay me back was to get pregnant,
teacher I'm finished.
I have not seen my mother cry like this before she is a strong woman but this break every wall of her defence.
Ada now tell me who got you pregnant?
anuty Jane asked,
I stood there looking at them speechless it dawn on me that I am pregnant my worst fear can I withstand the shame and discrimination that will follow,
so I will stop school, so I will be a mother at the age of 15,
I will die if I tell them what happen I don't want to die all this thoughts was running through my mind until I was brought to reality by the heavy slap from my mother.
I start crying, at that point I knew I must say it out even if I will die the next minute that is the only option.
It it it is Chukwudi, which Chukwudi? my mother asked anxiously,
the look on her face at that moment is the look of somebody ready to kill,
our neighbor,
I replied, tells us how did it happen did he rape you or you were having sex with him, she asked again anxiously wanting to know every details,
at that point I had a flash back on the first day I broke down and start wiping heavily I lost my voice I can only nod my head, rape or sex which one? she asked, at that moment anuty Jane interrupted her,
mama Ada take it easy with her the velocity and the furiously of the questions you ask her will end up complicating the issue rather than achieve the desired result.
Rape I answered,
my mother dashed out to confront him but was held back by the anuty Jane I think we need to go to the NGO that handle rape cases first before confronting him.
We left for the NGO, fortunately for us we met the lady in charge of the NGO we explain our mission after narrating what happened,
she the lady in charge of the NGO turned to my mother, madam it is your fault, how? my mother asked with surprise expression on her face,
if that you have been observing your daughter you will notice it from the first day the rape took place,
I saw her lying down that night when I came back and I asked her if she is ok she said she was fine, and that is it,
said the lady interrupting my mother,
you abandoned your duty as a mother, and it is very shameful that a teacher is the person that discover your daughter is pregnant.
You can go home today it is too late, come tomorrow we will go for pregnancy test then invite the police to arrest the suspect,
madam please try not to make case with him this night so that he will not run away.
Ok ma now let us go, my mother dragged me as we went home,
that night was the longest night in my life I couldn't sleep I cried my heart out, crying will not solve it I am doomed I want justice.
In the morning we went to the NGO office from there we went to the hospital for pregnancy test,
two hours later the test came out and it was confirmed that I was two months pregnant I felt like fainting but reality woke me up,
we left for the police station where we lodge a complaint after writing a statement the DPO ordered some policemen to go and arrest Chukwudi, together with my mother they left,
few hours later they came in with the devil in handcuffs,
he was told to write a statement and the DPO told us to go home and come back the next day.
To our greatest surprise he was bail the next day he even deny raping me,
he turned the whole thing against me that it was a mutual consent sex that he is not the one that disvirgin me.
I wept as I watch the devil denying everything in front of everybody,
the DPO invited us inside to settle this case diplomatically but we refused all we want is justice,
when they notice that we refuse to back down,
the DPO start threatening us, the NGO tried getting us a human right lawyer to handle the case but the threat from the police install fear in us, money must have exchange hands,
he is from a rich home with relations to fight for him I have nobody just my poor mother and NGO whose lives are in danger,
that is how the case was thrown out for lack of evidence.
Few weeks later we packed out of the compound because of the threat and shame,
everybody believe his side of the story.
I kept the pregnancy and I later gave birth to a baby boy.
Few years later, each time I look at the boy I remember his useless father who cost me alot I have to stop school entirely and I never went back,
the burden of raising a child out of wedlock was too much for us but we scaled through and everyday I pray he will not grow up and be a rapist like his father.
The police in Nigeria did not grant me justice because we are poor,
the society did not investigate before taking side they believe he is too good to rape,
the moral deterioration in the society had made them to believe that kids of now our days are morally corrupt.
My mother she abandoned her motherly responsibility in pursuit of money. I know many girls are going through this and many more will go through this.
I decide to speak out to raise awareness against rape because it is the worst experience in anybody's life.
A piece of advice parents please keep close watch on your female childs and also discuss and warn them against rape,
never allow your child stay close to adult in secret places, pedophiles and perverts are not written on faces.
The police should please investigate and persecute anybody found guilty irrespective of his status and wealth,
the society please don't take sides when you are not sure of which story is the truth,
finally the victims always speak out so that you will not end up like me and you will save other intending victims. The End.
Note: This is a fiction written by Uche Osefoh so the names are not real anybody who bears the name there, it is just a mere coincidence

Yorubas are too poor and lazy to develop another man's land make them change the rusted zincs in their cities first before looking for where to develop

op it is in their DNA so I am not surprise what is the name of the coward general that wept for Abacha like a teenage girl

IdisuleOurOwn:
The Sarkin hausawa(s) and Sarkin fulani(s) never and will never disrespect their hosts.

It is the y1bos that disrespect their hosts.

Ola Falae will disagree with you on the issue of fulani not disrespecting their host. I hope this is fulani respecting their host https://www.nairaland.com/2638427/oyo-herdsmen-believe-animals-utmost and https://www.nairaland.com/2638418/how-fulani-herdsmen-kill-rape

I pity Kogi people see as they use their destiny de do gambling I dont know if that state is curse they never had it good when it comes to leadership

Bambless1:
Mtcheeew,Aunty linda go and marry!!!

Are you not a man go and marry her, instead of congratulating her you are castigating her base on her life decision

Oya let the bashing begins those that will be cursing her for not getting married as if their married relations are off

teeowl:
Exactly! Nigerians are hypocrites. It is the same set of people that would be abusing her for divorcing her husband just like how they keep hounding linda ikeji (on the internet) to go and get married.

I wonder bro when I defend Linda they curse me join

RIP doctor, say no to domestic violence I rather choose my sister and daughters stay single than marry a wife beater

SAMBARRY:
those are obviously broke ass niggurs still looking for money to pay house rent. Hence the cause of the bile and painment

wear your head mask well o

LOL I wonder the hype about marriage that some people will not let others rest for their personal decisions, marriage marriage yet the divorce rate is sky high

SAMBARRY:



expect blows soon especially from the broke and penniless nigurs

lol if you see blows wey these guys throw at me but I pass them sha cus I defended myself well. Imagine nine mentions less than an hour after the comment

logica:
Ha indeed. Noble family indeed. I don't worry about irresponsible men. Water finds its level. Likewise the men in my family don't worry about marrying hoes and b1tches.

in my first post I wrote I rather choose "which is a wish" not force anybody to stay single if the only option is getting married to irresponsible men, my sister will not be alive and see me marry a hoe, marriage is good for people who find the right partner but to married anyhow person because others are getting married even me will remain single than enter such marriage it is a personal preference.

Themandator:
A woman's best home is her husband' home... JJust get the right husband, dazall

Right husband no problem but bad husband I don't wish that to my bitter ex.

logica:
Comprehension problem? Lol. Maybe you have communication problems. Not my headache. Oh, this one you keep dwelling on irresponsible men, are they that many in your family? There is obviously something you are not telling.

lol @ irresponsible men in my family hell no I am from a noble family that is why my sister and daughters will marry noble men anything less is unacceptable. I asked you a question you avoid maybe their is something you don't want to say too

logica:
Does misery surround you? Or why else do you assume ALL marriages are about misery? In case you haven't noticed, there are women doing all this Linda is doing, and also happily married. You don't have to eat sour grapes by saying you value money/wealth over marriage; there are people who have that wealth far more than you can imagine; and also happily married.

bla bla bla show me where I assume that all marriages end up in misery, if you have problem with comprehension tell somebody to explain what I mean by I rather choose my sister and daughters be single and successful than get married to miserable men, I made that comment for people who are quick to rubbish such ladies because they are not married as if marriage is the ultimate goal in life. What are their sins? because they are single if you guys are so concern about their relationship status go and marry one of them na, abi no be men una be. Marriage is good if you get married to a good person but rather than be in hell for the sake of marriage I prefer they remain single. Can you give your sisters and daughters out to irresponsible men for marriage?

Menace2Society:
U like licking Linda as.s but why

Did you know me abi you de judge me base on this comment. I am not an ass licker, just that she motivates me to achieve greater things

niggi4life:
Bro, i quite understand you, but u must realize life isn't just for yourself, sometimes you live knowing that you have someone whom u can share the rest of your life with, either or both husband and children...
God wasn't foolish when he saw Adam was lonely and gave him a wife.
After the mansion, the cars, the success what else?
Am not saying she should force herself on a gold digging man, but its high time she starts thinking towards that direction

Marriage is good but to get married to men that will make their lives miserable they rather remain single. Will you allow your sisters and daughters to marry such men?

godsfavoritee:
. for your selfish interest bro..I smell inheritance here.

lol not so bro I cant stand one idiot maltreating them in the name of marriage if any of them find their soulmate wetin be my business

komek:
I heard Folorunso Alakija is richer than Linda Ikeja and she is also happily married.
I know u are from a broken home that's why u feel and talk this way. Nothing stops a woman from achieving what she wants in life while married.

So don't come here and preach negatively about marriage cos if every woman is a les like u, the world would have gone into extinction...

Linda baby, I am not mocking u cos u r not married o, its not ur fault but the society that we find our sef makes it so...congrats dear.

Hell no I am from a love filled family but to run a successful lady down because she is not married is uncalled for. Folorunso Alakija maybe lucky to get married doesn't mean others are as lucky as her, so why run them down or discriminate against them? if you are so concern about their martial status go and marry one of them abi you no be man. Rather than my sister and my daughters getting married to fools who will maltreat them and end up killing her all in the name of marriage I prefer they remain single and rich. I am not discouraging anybody from getting married

yehmi01:
To be honest I am happy for her and every other neighbour she mentioned in her post.

But moving forward Nigeria is full of people who die on a daily basis because of poverty, hunger, lack of shelter to mention a few.

I will not love to be so rich in the mist of poor people.

The question I always ask my self is what else.

After the big cars, what else.
After the big houses, what else.
After all the money, what else.

Nigeria needs a lot of help us all.

I respect her because I know she is a hard worker and she has all the right to do what she likes with her money.

But the feeling of giving back and to help others can is a feeling I don't think money can buy.

Congrats on your new mansion

If you are a regular visitor in her blog you will find out she helps especially her blog readers who benefits on her monthly 20k giveaway and yearly giveaway which amounts to millions to her loyal and unique readers. Few months ago she organized an empowerment program for girls titled I CAN DO IT so as for helping out she is trying

I rather choose for my sister or my future daughters be as successful as Linda Ikeji, Rita Dominic and Genevive Nnaji and still be single than get married to one miserable man in the name of marriage. As for the posters above and below isn't she better than millions of married women in miserable marriages. As for her husband who cares, abeg you guys should cut her some slack, she is a role model not only to the girls but to the real hustling guys out there who wants to make it legitimately

Una don come again showcasing relationship online I no wan hear my girlfriend is cheating on me later

Two years ago I introduce myself two years later them introduce themselves I still de wonder get a tie and suit yourself. man of the year

Op account of what happened is different from the story on frontpage by dailypost, are their two different incidence

The only brave yoruba man others have sold their birthright to their hausa/fulani masters

Nothing serious na master and slave business, na only master fit caution a slave

Ilekeh:
Run away? You think the SW is the east where a leader can just be killed anyhow? Like a common gutter rat?

If you are talking about leaders killed anyhow na una carry am first, Awolowo no be rat poison kill am, Abiola nko na hunger kill am for prison, what of Bola Ige or Funsho Williams those that was killed like chickens. No make I descend on your tribalist ass this morning