PART 2
” When I woke up, my head was banging seriously and my sight wasn’t so clear but I could hear voices of different women and girls. I laid down there on the floor until I got myself a little.
I tried to have a conversation with one of the girls there and from what she told me, it was a place where young girls are abducted and men are brought to lay with them and get them pregnant and then the baby gets sold to women that need it.
Those people work with mostly owners of maternities and village hospitals. They sell it to people who are having a hard time giving birth and call it cryptic pregnancy. She told me she has been there for 3 months and several men has been laying with her but she’s not able to conceive.
I asked how she got there and she said she is an orphan and her aunt brought her out of the village to work for her as a house help but after few weeks, another lady who her aunt introduced to her as her friend came and took her and she landed there.
She doesn’t even know the state and village they brought her to. I just broke down in tears and started screaming. Nobody came to atleast know why I was screaming. I cried till I was tired and slept.
A noise from the door protector woke me up, a lady dropped a loaf of bread just at the door and left. The girls rushed the bread, they were obviously hungry but I had no appetite. I watched them finish the bread in minutes and it became clearer to me, what I was in for.
I kept praying for God to come to my rescue, I was a virgin and being raped is the scariest way to let go of my virginity. I begged God to show me a way out of there, I thought about my mom who is a widow and her struggle to meet up with my admission requirements, and then this?
I waited patiently for someone to come and say something to me but nobody did until it got really dark and I dozed off. I woke to pee at night(the room was like a self-contain with toilet and bathroom) and noticed my men..strual period had arrived.
I woke one of the girls to ask for a sanitary pad, she gave me tissue paper instead and I obviously had no choice. I couldn’t sleep again till morning, my head was filled with escape thoughts.
In the morning, that same lady that brought bread for us came with one old man and asked me to follow them. The other girl that gave me tissue paper quickly told her that I was menstruating and she then asked another girl to go with them.
It was obviously time to get laid but I guess God had a rescue plan for me. After some minutes, the girl was brought back by two young guys.
The deed had been done and the girl
was looking like a sagged pumpkin. I was so sad for her but I could do nothing…”
(True life story)
The Humans of ABUJA
