I never graduated from the
university, simply coz I was stupid
and careless, on my 24th birthday, I
received a nice gift, it was a
blackberry phone, I always wanted
one, it was like a right of passage, my
ex-boyfriend got it for me, he was a
student like me, didn't have a job,
and I really never cared to ask as he
could afford it, my concern at that
point was, yes I had finally arrived,
other girls in my hostel had
blackberries and I would always get
pissed when I heard sounds of pings
and messages coming into their
phones at all hours and I would stare
at my Nokia phone and wish I could
throw it away, but half bread they
say is better than none, so I hoped
and even fasted to get a blackberry
phone, looking back now, if I had the
opportunity, I'd have a landline with
no internet activity what so ever,
anyway I got the blackberry phone
and even got free
BIS subscription, at that moment my
life was complete, no more going to
the cyber cafes to check my emails,
my face-book or twitter, I had it all at
my finger tips, life indeed was
complete, or so I thought.
Anyway, I became addicted to my
blackberry and also my social media
applications, and since I had constant
access, I quickly gained enough
followers, and especially guys,
mostly because I had a lot of erotic
pictures on my timeline, I was
popular, finally I felt I was the main
girl, everyone wanted to follow me, I
didn't care if it was virtual, it felt
good, checking out my profile and
having well over 8,000 followers,
more than half of which were guys,
but one particular guy caught my
attention, till this day I don't know
what made him stand out, but we
got chatty, he sent me direct
messages and I replied, he was quiet
a gentleman , and I can't remember
him ever asking for a nudè picture
unlike the rest of them, so this made
me comfortable with him, his name
was Tobi, he said he was a doctor , I
didn't have any cause to doubt him,
he had extensive knowledge and
even gave me some medical advice
from time to time, we eventually
moved from twitter to blackberry
chat, we chatted all the time, I got so
comfortable with him, I gave him my
number, and that would come to be
the biggest mistake I ever made.
Tobi called me every day, some days
he called more than once, at night
he would call and I would lay on my
bed and have phone sèx with him,
his voice was so soothing, he made
me do things I never thought
possible, he had gained so much
access into my head, I realized later I
had done some very sick and twisted
things just to please him, I would
take nudè pictures of myself, I would
send him videos of me touching
myself in private, and send him voice
notes of me making moaning sounds
and simulating orgàsms, and all this
while we had not met, not face to
face at least, eventually I played into
his hands, I began pestering to meet
him in person, at this point I had lost
my mind, I assumed I was in-love
with him, and when my boyfriend at
the time broke up with me, I really
welcomed it, for me it meant no
more sneaking around.
Tobi eventually agreed to come to
Lagos to meet me, all this while he
had made me to believe he was in
Calabar, and would take time off
work to spend a weekend with me in
Lagos, when I heard this I was
excited, he told me to book a
reservation for him, stating he would
pay me back as soon as he arrived
and also he said it would make him
more committed to the visit and
would convince him of my
seriousness, I bought it all, he was
smart, he was cunning, and I was
stupid, oh how stupid I was. The
funny thing was I had sent him tons
of pictures, and all I had was just one
picture of him, and whenever I asked
he would claim he wanted to be sure
I loved him for him, and not for his
looks, and sheepishly I would try to
convince him of my undying love,
and would try to appease him with
nudè pictures of my body.
He eventually made it to Lagos, I met
him at the hotel, he was tall,
handsome and had a wonderful
smile, he made love to me over and
over, and convinced me to spend the
night with him, I told him I couldn't,
because I had a test the next
morning, now at this point I don't
know what triggered his anger,
don't know if it was because I
couldn't spend the night, or maybe I
said something else I can't
remember saying, but whatever it
was, brought out a very ugly side of
him, he called me foul names, and
kept going on and on about how he
always knew I was cheap, and he
knew I was sleeping with other men,
the same man whom had swept me
away, slammed me on the floor, he
told me of how he had shown his
friends all my nudè pictures and how
they had watched the videos and
listened to the voice notes, he told
me he had made a bet with his
friends, that I would actually pay for
him to have sèx with me, just to
prove how stupid I was, well you can
imagine how I felt, I was confused
and shocked, but I attempted to
regain any little dignity I had left,
and so I tried to mouth off at him,
suddenly he punched me in the face,
and I tripped over, and hit my head
on a stool.
The next thing I remember was
waking up on the bed, I was tied up,
and he was staring at me, his eyes
were dark and he had a sinister
smile on his lips, he stood up and
walked towards me ,I tried to scream
and realized my mouth was tapped,
my head was racing, the unfortunate
part was that no one knew where I
was, he turned me over, and told me
he was going to teach me a lesson,
at this point I was naked, he rapped
me from behind, and I mean my
anus, the pain was mind blowing, I
struggled, and he hit me, when he
was done he brought out a small
blade, and he looked at me for a
minute and said, this scar is going to
always serve as a reminder, for girls
like you always trying to be more
than you are, for stupid fools like
you, he put the blade to my
nipple and cut it off, and anytime I
think of it, I still feel the pain, it was
like nothing I had ever felt before,
he was calm, like he had done it a
million times, I could feel the warm
blood dripping down my mutilated
breast, tears of fear and pain running
down my face, and suddenly he
turned around again, this time
all I saw was a flash.
I don't know how I survived it, but I
woke up in a hospital days after, well
I was awake, but my eyes were
swollen shut, It took a couple of days
for me to open my one good eye,
and realize d damage he had done,
he had plucked out my eye, and cut
my face,
he had cut my breasts up real bad,
they had to it out, like I had cancer or
something, there was no record of
who I was, coz he had taken
everything, he had taken my bag,
containing everything I had. I was
able to tell the nurses about what I
could remember, and also give them
my mum's phone number, the
hospital felt so much pity, they
actually treated me for free, hard to
believe right?
Anyway I was taken home after
weeks at the hospital to recuperate,
it was tough, I was blind in one eye, I
had one breast and a hideous scar of
my face, talk about your sinage, he
did a number on me, how dumb was
I, sometimes I wish he had killed me,
but there are fates worse than death,
and I guess this is one of them, he
was gone without a trace, the
receipt
from the hotel was in my name, so
yes he had played me from the start.
I didn't dare go back to school, I was
sure everyone would have heard,
and I was not going to become a
statistic, so I decided to stay home,
and mind my business, besides what
do I need an
education for, I'd rather stay home,
because there is no rising from this,
there is no happy ending to this
story, this is the simple ending, I was
a victim if a sèxual predator, and I let
him into my life period, and I take
full responsibility for that, I was
driven by greed and lack of morals, I
allowed myself fall into an abyss, but
well saying all this doesn't change
anything, it's a memory I will have to
live with for the rest of my life, well
not a memory, because I look at
myself in the mirror everyday, who
would want to see a nudè picture of
a woman with one breast, one eye,
and a stub.
I have decided to publish my story,
because with the rise of social media
atrocities being committed, every
story can go a long way in saving a
life, so while you read, SHARE and
help someone back to the right path,
these internet predators are real.
May Almighty God Help us all. "Amen"
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