My name is Edima, an 18-year-old lady living with my uncle and his family in Lagos but I feel like killing myself or running away as my uncle has turned me into his sex-slave.
I lost my father two years ago, a year after my mother died in strange circumstances. After my father’s burial, my uncle, his younger brother, decided to adopt me and take me to live with him and his family in Lagos.
He assured other members of our family that he was going to send me back to school and make sure I did not feel the loss of my parents as he would provide a home for me.
I was very happy knowing that I would be leaving the village for Lagos and also that I will be able to continue my education.
However, the story changed when I got to my uncle’s house and it dawned on me that there was no plan for me to go to school as I became practically their maid while also hawking things for his wife.
I would wake up as early as 4 am to clean the house, cook for the family, bathe the younger children and prepare them for school. Before 7 am, without taking any breakfast, I would go round the community hawking things for my uncle’s wife.
I would be starved the whole day until I get back in the evening and continue with the chores. I always cried myself to sleep and wondered how I was going to go back to school with the way I was being treated.
To make matters worse, six months after I came to live with my uncle, he raped me one night when his wife and children had gone to their church for a night vigil.
He then warned me never to tell anyone what had happened or he would kill me. I was so afraid of him that I kept quiet, not knowing that I had given him the ammunition to continue with the rape because he continued to assault me whenever he had the opportunity.
I could not tell anyone and most night, I would go to sleep expecting him to come and molest me and he often did.
Six months after he first raped me, I became pregnant and he arranged with a friend of his to abort the baby.
The sexual assaults continued and my uncle even added a new dimension to it as he would bring his friends home to have sex with me and whenever I tried to resist, he would beat me severely.
The day I tried to tell his wife what her husband and friends were doing to me, she beat me up mercilessly, saying I wanted to tarnish her husband’s image and bite the fingers that fed me.
Since the rape started, I have become pregnant on more than four occasions and infected with sexually transmitted diseases several times.
At times, I contemplate killing myself so as to be free from this kind of life I am living. I often blame my parents for leaving me all alone in this world to suffer the way I am.
I need help fast before I do something bad to myself.
Dear readers, we have another a very pathetic story of man’s inhumanity to his own blood on our hands and on True Confession today, what do you think Edima should do?