This Too Shall Pass Away ( True Life Story) 2

It wasn't long after I got to the village, my mum came back to the country and came in search for me in the village. While I was in the village, I went from one family member to the other, I contacted Mr. Boniface to inform him where I was, I felt like I was a pain and disgrace to my family. I felt like the black sheep in the entire family, my siblings were soaring high in all they were doing. Mr. Boniface couldn't help me out in anyway. My mum came to the village and took me back to school, the rumour of my affair with my teacher had gone wild in school. My mum informed the school that my teacher threatened me not to disclose what he did to me, even at that I was blamed for all that happened. My teacher was demoted from teaching a senior class to teaching new beginners. I had to spend another year in a class because I missed out on the exams and vital part of teaching.

My mum decided to rent an apartment not far from my school and I went to school daily from the apartment. Although I lived with my mum in the apartment but we lived together like strangers. I was deprived of watching television, not making or bringing friends home, it was such a lonely period for me. I couldn't even share my fears with my mum, the relationship between us was fickled. There was a man called Jonathan who lived in the same compound where we lived. I became friends with him and it led to a relationship although we agreed not to get involved in any sexual intimacy. My mum trusted him and believed he was an elderly and nice man so she didn't ban me from seeing him or running errands for him. One day, I followed Uncle Jonathan out in his car, on our way back he headed towards a remote area it was very dark, he started touching me and I couldn't resist him I was already addicted to the act so there in the car we became sexually intimate, we met on several occasions. My mum did not suspect Uncle Jonathan and I for once, she trusted him so much to even suspect he was having a relationship with me. 

There were some missionaries living in the same compound as we did then, Uncle Jonathan started suspecting I was having a relationship with them. Initially I wasn't but when I broke up with Uncle Jonathan I had a fling with one of the missionaries before they left the town. I got pregnant as a result of the fling I had with one of the missionaries but they had left before I realised I was pregnant. I was scared to open up to my mum, I was 3 months gone after using several drugs and concoctions just to abort the pregnancy. I was about to write my final exams at secondary school. She enrolled me in another school to write the exams, I met a lady called Beatrice, I met another teacher who had interest in me Beatrice encouraged me to have a relationship with him so I can get money to get rid of the pregnancy. I eventually got money for the abortion, the day I planned to go for the abortion, my mum turned up at the school without prior notice. The school principal noticed I was pregnant and called my mum to inform her, My mum took me home that day and to cover my shame I was taken to a family friend to live there until I deliver the baby.

I delivered a baby boy, after the delivery, I went to live with my mum when the baby was six months. When He was nine months I returned to school to write my final exams. After my exams my mum, sent me out she said I couldn't live with her as a Preacher she minister to others yet her own child brought continuous shame. I became homeless with a baby, I had to live with an area sister, I was at her mercy and couldn't say no to whatever she asked me to do. She was feeding and providing for my son and I, it was a time of growing for me, I had to become an adult even when I was officially not an adult. She introduced me to her work colleague that said he liked me. I was a bit reluctant but I had no choice because I needed to feed my child and I. The colleague's name was Timi, I literally became his sex toy. He paid me in exchange for sexual pleasure. After some years I got pregnant for him. Timi left town it was then I realised he was married but was only in the town we lived due to work duties.  At that point I felt like committing suicide, I had misplaced priorities, my confidence was totally shattered. My mother took my son away from me and took me to another family friend to live there she was not aware that I was pregnant. They rented  a room for me to stay, I started working as a sales girl. My mum returned my son to me, I struggled with pregnancy and raising a toddler. There were days I had no food to eat after using my little earnings to buy all I could afford. Neighbours were feeding my son and I, the government demolished the place I was working and I became jobless.

There was a church close to where I was then, neighbours advised me to go there and explain myself to the Reverend that he helps people. I went during one of their healing mass, I was helped with feeding and other things. I met a sister in the church, she was God sent, she bought me my first phone to start a business centre then. Her family helped me so much, from my son's school fees to feeding. They found a job for me although by the time I got there the vacancy had closed but one of the directors asked me to sleep with him in order to get a short contract. I did as he asked and I was able to get the job, when I finished with the contract and got paid I went back home. My mum informed me about a school where the less privileged are helped that I should take  my kids there, by that time I had three children, the first was a boy and the other pregnancy I kept was twins. I took them there with tears and broken heart but I had nothing to raise them whatsoever because I could hardly feed myself.

I moved to another town to live with a childhood friend, I met a guy called Martin, I told him about my life and how much I had been through. He seem to understand and promised never to leave me for anything, he was not so bothered that I already had children he was ready to marry me. i was happy that I had finally found love not realising he was just ready to use me and dump me. He had a girlfriend in another city, when I discovered I left him but I was pregnant, I didn't hesitate aborting it as soon as I found out. I started living life like I wanted and I please. I met a founder of a church who was old enough to be my father, he wanted me to be a second wife, he sponsored me to start a nursing course. I accepted him because I thought nothing good could come out of my life at the stage I was then. I informed my family about the man but they said no that I need to put an end to the relationship. I became pregnant for him but due to my family's disapproval I went for an abortion without informing the man.

Not long after that I met a doctor who became my man friend, he spent money on me a lot, he never denied me of anything, our agreement was that I will satisfy him no pregnancy or marriage was meant to happen. I got pregnant for him, being a doctor he did the abortion himself in my room. i became more like a prostitute trading my body for money. I slept with anything, I met a man who's wife lived abroad because he was always bored, he asked me to be his girlfriend. He gave me whatever I asked for, I lived big, a beautiful house, a loaded account until he suddenly died then I went back to my old ways of prostituting my body. The landlord of the house I was living with my boyfriend that died chased me out not even up to a month after he died.

I advanced my way of prostituting my body, I went to herbalists to do voodoo to get men attracted to me, also to protect myself from any diabolic power. I could travel anywhere in the country at anytime just to sleep with men for money. I had friends that were engaging in the same thing, we empowered ourselves with voodoo. My friend became so rich, the herbalist called me to tell me the source of my friend's wealth. They were taking used condoms with men's release in it to enhance their power and become wealthy. He encourage me to do it but I said no because I have sons and wouldn't want them to suffer from such in future. I became so engrossed and deep in prostitution. 

I was getting money but did not have savings, I bought jewellery and clothes to get prepared for my next date or occasion.  I was living a roller-coaster life of immorality. Some men will ask for my friend's and I to engage in threesome, I was bisexual and that was quite beneficial in terms of making more money. I thought I was living well, I never thought about my future but I always felt empty after everything I do. I  uploaded and sent my nude picture to get clients on social media, I drank alcohol.

One day I was at a friend's shop when a young man said to me that God sent him to me and the message was that I should return to Him and stop my wayward ways. I felt insulted by the words of the young man. When I left my friend's shop the words of the man kept resounding in my thoughts. One say I saw a post on social media about single mothers coming to God. Also it further explained how some of them didn't have a say in them being a single mum but how much God loved them regardless of their past and sin. There was a message asking the reader who felt convicted to accept Christ. I started following the page online, and gradually I came back to God. I gave my life to Christ, I had to go for deliverance session to get over prostitution. It was not easy to let go of my old ways but with Christ nothing is impossible.The enemy tried to bring me back into my old ways but Christ daily shine his light on my path. I had my up and down in turning my ways around but the word of God says in Matthew 11:28-29 "Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart; and ye shall find rest unto your souls." I know God has a pleasant plan for me, I am looking into finishing my studies and as God helps me I want to have a foundation to help women in sexual slavery and prostitution. I have not shared my story through this platform to gain pity but to win souls to Christ.

I don't know if you are out there in a situation similar to the one I was or totally different one, God is able to cause a turn around in your life. In John 8:7 " so when they continued asking Him, He lifted up himself, and said unto them, He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone at her." There is no sin that Christ cannot forgive, he paid it all on Calvary, but the enemy always try to destroy destiny and pull back destiny. If Christ can redeem me and make me a new creature He can do it for anyone. He is quite aware of your past and He has a plan for your  present and future. All you need is to give your life and entire being to Him, acknowledge you are a sinner and invite Him to rule and reign over your life. There is no past that cannot pass away when Christ is present. Indeed This Too Shall Pass Away but with Christ my latter day is more glorious than the former.

    

By Be Inspired By His Word 2017 © 

This Too Shall Pass Away ( True Life Story) 1

It's true the every stage in life is another chapter in the story of one's life and mine is not different. I have had so many chapters in my life and I hope God use my story to turn lives around to Him.

I was 10 months when my maternal aunt took me in to raise me up as her own child.  I am the last child of my mother but my father had other children after me in another relationship. I loved my aunt and knew her as my mother. My mother was very busy due to the nature of her work, she never wanted me to be maltreated by child minder which was why she  took me to her sister to raise me like. Living with my aunt actually changed my life it was a chapter that led to so many chapters in my life.

It was while I was living with my aunt that I was sexually abused continuously, how it started I don't know. All I knew was I grew up in the string of abused, what seem normal to a child my age then was actually sexual and child abuse. I grew up having a man who sexually violated me from a tender age. At some point I summoned courage to ask my abuser what he was doing, his response was "it's for your own good and you must not tell anyone because you will die when you do." I was not ready to die so I allowed my abused to do whatever he wanted to do. When I was 8 years, my mum took me away from my aunt and the abuse stopped for a while.

My mum enrolled me in a boarding school because she didn't just want to take me away from my aunt. While in boarding school , I met Rachel my bunk mate who eventually initiated me into lesbianism, we were in our fourth year in  primary school. We became very close, How Rachel knew about the act at that tender age was unknown to me. She thought me a lot of things that were just too gross for children, we later had a male friend called Mark, we became very close in this bad act without getting caught. We were young but not naive because we have been molested and just pleasured ourselves in the act.

I was transferred from the school back to the city, by then I was deep in the act and found it difficult to live like a normal child. I stole, lied and my school grades were woeful. I was very feisty and my aunt indulged me in wrong doing, she thought me how to drink alcohol at a tender age. I couldn't live with my mother because her way of life was totally different from my aunt's. I was quite unhappy living with my mum and my siblings because their way of life was different from mine. I often cried and threw tantrums, asking them to take me back to my aunt's, I blamed it on the fact that my mum does not love me like she loved my siblings.

In my second year in secondary school we relocated  from the area we lived to another place. There was a boy there who took interest in me and asked to date me. I told my mum what the boy said to me , my mother reported the boy to his parent. They turned it all on my head, the boy denied ever saying such and my mother believed them, she said I could lie because the boy was a quiet type so it was easy to put the blame on me. I was so sad because my mother chose to believe someone else above her daughter. I was still struggling with my studies and my grades were becoming gradually low. Mum decided to get a personal tutor for me, when the person came, he was one of the people that have asked me out in the area. I t was a big shock  to me and I wasn't looking forward to having him as my personal tutor I tried to convince my mum about the choice of personal tutor, she said I was lazy and not ready to learn.

The man became my tutor regardless of my concerns and fears.After some times he started acting funny, bringing his manhood out, asking me for intercourse, trying to caress my body which I blatantly refused. It got to a stage I started locking him out whenever he comes around to teach me especially on days when I'm home alone because I did not want him to take advantage of me. I always insisted he thought me outside the house anytime I was alone at home. He reported to my mother who in turn agreed and said I was being rude to the tutor. I told my mum what he was doing and how he had been pestering me on immoral things other than the purpose of him coming to teach me. My mum reported him to the person who introduced the tutor to her but the tutor denied it. He claimed he was a worker in church and a devoted Christian and such will not cross his  mind not to talk of him doing it to a child. My mum believed him and said I was a pathological liar. Since my mum never believe me I vowed never to tell anybody anything about my life since they don't believe me. At this age I believed no one cares about me even when I am saying the truth, I tried to change my behaviour but it was quite difficult because my mother lost trust in me.

As I grew older I made different friends, but I always get close to the wrong crowd. I met another friend called Vivianna, we became very close. She had a brother called Rufus. They lived not far from where I lived then. I often visited Vivianna in their mother's shop which was just at the entrance of their house. One day I went to visit her, she was at the shop., She told me to help her get something from the house while she close the shop for the day. I went without knowing I was planned for. Rufus was there waiting for me not long after I got there looking for what she sent me to get her brother Rufus came in and just had his way with me, i resisted but he overpowered me. I felt helpless. He said to me afterwards, "why were you playing difficult to get when you weren't a virgin" that was my first time of hearing the word virgin or virginity. It never occurred to me that I had lost my virginity years back I couldn't even recall when or how.  That was why I was awaken to a passion that led to another chapter in my life.

My mother travelled out of the country so I was transferred to another school in which I was enrolled in a boarding school. I only cam home during holidays to a family friend's house because she was my guardian. During a school vacation, we were encouraged at school to bring gift for our teachers when we resumed back to school. I was so keen on showing appreciation to my teachers so I planned to get a present when coming back to school. When I got home, I told my guardian that I wanted to spend my holidays and she allowed me. I went to my aunt's place, while I was there I made friends with a neighbour who was my age. Her name was Princess, She had a brother called Mike who took interest me. One day I went to visit Princess, while I waited for her to finish her chores in other part of the house, her brother came to me and started expressing his interest towards me. I didn't know my friend had gone out. He started making advances which I cautioned him but he didn't stop, he eventually raped me. My shouting and screaming didn't attract any help because he covered my mouth.

I went back to my aunt's flat that day and just cried, my aunt tried to know what was wrong but I didn't tell her because no one ever believed me if I said anything like that. I have been painted as a liar so whatever I say or whoever I said it to made no different. One day while helping out at my aunt's shop one of her customers came after purchasing what he wanted he gave me money. I was so happy because I wanted to buy gift for my teacher. I thanked him and I was so surprised he didn't make no advances towards me. One day I went to deliver some of the things he bought from us at his apartment and I used the opportunity to thank him for the money he gave me. He was about eleven years older than I was. His name was Mr. Boniface, he told me to come in but I refused to due to my past experience (s). I eventually became close to Mr Boniface, he later asked me to be in a relationship with him. I agreed on the condition that we won't engage in sexual intercourse which he agreed to. I visited him quite often and he stood by his word,  I developed strong feelings for him and gradually started fantasising  and desiring to take the relationship further. We started engaging in sexual intercourse, at some point we engaged in the act everyday, I thought I had found love and I just wanted to satisfy him.

The School holiday was over and I had to return to school. I bought a bottle of wine and gave it to my Geography teacher. I never knew he would misunderstand the intention behind the gift. He thought I fancied him, He asked me to stay after school and said he wanted me to be his girlfriend which I refused. I told him I had a boyfriend and I wouldn't want to disappoint him in anyway. That landed me in big trouble with this teacher, he punished and disciplined me at every opportunity he got. Life became unbearable, my teacher was asking me for sex, I had no one to tell or open up to because , at times my teacher will forget me on the punishment he gave to me no matter what it was. One day after school hours, he sent my classmate to call me, i told the person to tell him that she didn't see me but he told her to let me know he was looking at me from where he was. I had no choice but  go and meet him, when I got to him, he asked me why I was avoiding him. I told him i wasn't avoiding him and said I needed to go to my dormitory because I was hungry.

My teacher said I shouldn't bother that he will buy me something to eat. He took me and my friend with another teacher who was his friend who just got married out. We took a cab to the other teacher's house. I thought his wife was at home so I was a bit calm not until when we got there that I found out his wife had travelled. The other teacher took my friend into a room, My teacher kept pestering me for sex but I was adamant on giving in. He threatened me that he will do all he can from purposely giving me bad grade to frustrating me until I will have no choice but to leave the school. I later allowed him, I felt so cheap and dirty, I lost my self esteem but no one was there to talk to not even my siblings believed me. I felt quite bad because I vowed not to cheat on Mr. Boniface but I found myself in a situation I didn't have a choice. I felt trapped in a non voluntary sex slavery even though I was a teenager.

It was another holiday period, when I got home I started feeling sick, my guardian took me to the hospital where it was confirmed that I was pregnant. I knew Mr. Boniface was responsible for the pregnancy but I didn't know how to confront him because I also had intercourse with my teacher. My guardian took me to Mr. Boniface, my mum was informed she was so disappointed, I was only  sixteen years old. I went back to my aunt and she took Mr. Boniface and I to the hospital where I had abortion. My guardian later found out, she was highly disappointed, she said I couldn't live with her because she was a pastor and she wasn't ready to keep me under the same roof after the abortion. I went back to school when we resumed and my teacher started his  pestering again. After the abortion I didn't want to get close to any man, my teacher made life hell for me and one day I packed my things and left school for our village.

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