Hi Admnin please keep me anonymous I truly need help.
When i was 15 I got r@ped. I remember very well it was my birthday and my then boyfriend had offered to take me out. He asked me to take a taxi to his house and his elder brother would drive us to the mall for our date.
Well i lived at nasi and they were from the surbubs so i guess they were uncomfortable driving at kasi. Plus they came from a rich family they were very cheesy.
My then boyfriend and i were classmates. That's how we met incase you were wondering. My mom was a domestic worker so his bosses decided to take me to a multiracial school as a token of appreciation to my mom for all her hard work.
My then boyfriend was also white so that's why i was allowed to go to his house. I had even met his parents and they liked Me, or so i thought. Fine i arrived at their house and his brother was already in the car waiting for us.
Soon as i got there and my boyfriend hears my voice he came out and we immediately got into the car and left. Well i was a couple of minutes late uhm well maybe an hour or so. Mos you know African time eish my weakness is not being punctual.
Anywhere when we got into the mall my boyfriend decided to take me for a mini stopping,then we went to get massages. Once done we went for dinner at a restaurant of my choice.
He was truly spoiling me. After dinner we went to catch a movie at the cinema. Oh i also got my nails done. He really went all out. Around 9pm his brother then came to fetch us but it was al ready too late for them to drive me home.
So my boyfriend called his mother to call my my mother and let her know that they will bring me back tomorrow. My mother was livid but she didn't want to be rude plus my boyfriend's mom was close with my mom's madam. Poor woman was put in a corner.
Anyway when the brother arrived he suggested we go out for drinks at some club. He told us not to worry about our age as the bouncers there don't even check such. Indeed when we got there we had no problem getting in.
We drank and had a lot of fun. Surprisingly my boyfriend drank so much that he passed out. On our way back to their house his brother started being inappropriate with me. He even told me to forget about my brother because who passes out while out with his girlfriend.
Next thing he stopped in the middle of nowhere and had his way with me. To get me to oblige he said if i didn't do this he would leave me there. It was a very scary place with thousands of trees so i already know that it wasn't safe.
When we arrived at their home, he took me to the boys quaters and had his way with me the whole night. I was so scared and confused. I tried running for help but he put their pitbull at the door.
The next day he acted like nothing happened. The nerve. First thing i did when i got home was to break up with my boyfriend then tell my mother everything. She confronted his parents and told them as were going to press charges.
They paid us a huge amount of money to hush us. They told us not to tell even my mom's boss. They said if we kept the secret then they will further my studies after matric. They were a rich family. Although they were white the woman was a widow and she was now dating a Nigerian man.
They also told me to break up with my boyfriend and keep what happened from him they said he shouldn't know and because I had already told him they said must tell him I was lying and I was just attracted to his brother and not him.
He truly loved me and this broke him so much that he even changed schools and that was the last time I ever saw him. Anyway as I grew oder I realised that I was still traumatised from the situation. I fell pregnant from the r@pe ordeal.
The Nigerian boyfriend took me to a sangoma who removed the pregnancy. It was painless and quick but the sangoma gave the remains to the boyfriend . He was with his girlfriend and they told me to never utter a word to anyone.
My mom was paid 100K and she needed the money to build my siblings and I a house. she kept reminding me never to say a word and forgive them and look at this as a second chance in life.
I started numbing the pain by sleeping with everyone. I became rebellious teenage and even quit school. When my mom Forces me to go back to school I threaten her that I will tell everyone what she and the ruthless family did to me.
Now I numb my trauma and pain by sleeping with different men and fall pregnant. After falling pregnant I do the self termin@tion. I learned this from the sangoma. I've done more that 50 termin@tions from the time I was 15 to this day at 37 years.
I don't see myself having kids. I h@te kids with a passion especially girl children. When I see them I always wish them evil, I want them to experience what I have experienced. My mom recently took me to a sangoma and we were told that the remains of my first termin@tion is being used for me to behave this way.
That family made sure I quit school and sleep around because they do not want to pay for my tertiary fees like they promised.
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