My Father and Alhaji Tamuna came home that evening and told me to prepare myself for marriage in less than a months’ time. In as much as I knew I was betrothed to Alhaji Tamuna, I did not expect that they would want me to actually get married at such a tender age. My chest was flat, my thoughts like an un tapped vegetation and that was the year I saw my first blood flow.
Finally, my worst nightmares were actually happening. The wedding was fixed in 2weeks time. “don’t worry my dear, I will take good care of you. Anything you need I will buy for you, and as for your flat chest, when we get married I will pump them out.” Alhaji Tamuna said to me that morning the wedding was fixed then he burst into a hilarious laughter.
I remember when my elder sis got married two years ago when I was 11. She looked like the perfect bride but in her inside she was boiling with hatred for both our father and her husband, but she pretended everything was fine, just to make our father happy, just to protect the family name.
I was scared. So scared that late in the night, just 3 days before my wedding I ran out of the house. I didn’t know where I was going to but I cocluded that anywhere away from home was ok. As I wandered alone late that night, the sky began to weep so I hid myself in a closed shop. After about 2 hours it was still raining and I was terribly cold so I lay under the table and prayed for morning to come.
I woke up around 3am by the muffled scream of a lady. I opened my eyes to take a closer look only for me to see 2 men molesting a teenage girl. She was begging them but her plea fell on deaf ears as they tied her mouth and had their way with her. Even from where I hid, the view was sad. I lay still and didn’t know when I dozed off.
I woke up in the morning and knew that I couldn’t and shouldn’t spend another night on the street so after begging for transport money, I went back ......
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