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My aunt’s friend used to touch my penis when I was 9 and she did other things to me. So she would watch me when my aunt went to work and what not. She started coming into the bathroom after my shower and would say she needed to help me dry off and I was …
I was 10 years old when my parents went away to work in another country, so I didn’t have a choice but to live with my grandmother and her husband ( technically my step-grandfather). When my grandmother would go out, he will molest me in any way possible. And sometimes, I will wake up in …
It all happened when I was 7, my mom went to mecca and we had to stay with my aunt because of school. My aunt had 3 kids and her house was just a few streets from ours. Her children were 2 girls and a boy. The boy was around 16, I think. She was …
I have hidden my story for years and years. I have kept that secret locked tight in the back of my mind, never wanting to think about those days again. I was kind, sweet, and way, way too naive. There are, probably, only a handful of people who know my story. It happened well over …
Continued… HERE’S THE THING NOW. Like I said after this incident, my brother and I never spoke of it again. So, we continued our relationship as usual (only now I had a sudden and intense urgency to constantly beat him up, which I would. Of course, now it all makes sense). But, we’ve been best …
I don’t want to remember yet. I keep replaying a faded memory in my head lately. These past few years, I think I’ve only thought about it 3 or 4 times (and only for a split second). However, for some reason, for the past few months, I’ve begun to remember bits and pieces more and …
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The first molestation happened when I was 8. It was an older boy, probably 18 at that time. It happened so frequently and continuously, I lost count of the number of times it happened. He would start off by touching my thighs and then move to play with my genitals, for the longest time I …
Seeing your posts opened a wound that I hide but still bleeds so much. Boys gets raped too, rape isn’t exclusive to any gender. I was raped by my father when I was 8, it happened beside my mother. I guess they never knew that I recall everything that happened and they insisted on me …
I was at 300 level at the University of Lagos and for all my outgoing persona and loud talk, I was still a Virgin. It was internship period and there was a break that year, so students were few in school. This guy had been hitting on me for a while and one evening when …
So I was in the University, I managed to escape my first class rep, I was somewhat invisible, my trick was to be everybody’s bobo, but nobody’s bobo in the real sense of the word, not the Buhari type. So I visited my friend and we chatted into the night, I was about to leave …
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