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EPISODE ONE: Shadows of My Childhood

When I was under ten, two brothers; our family friends kept sexually abusing me. I tried to tell someone, but instead of being protected, I was blamed for “playing with boys.” I was just a small, innocent girl that they took advantage of. One was older, the other was younger, but both cruel. They would hold me down, cover my mouth, and take turns with me. I felt helpless, dirty, and ashamed. Things only changed when my family relocated. I thought I was finally safe but little did I know that I was wrong. Another so-called family friend, a man over twenty years older than me, began calling me to “help his wife.” What I didn’t know was that his wife was never home. And just like that, one day he locked the door, dragged me, and violated me. I begged him to stop, told him I was a virgin, but he only laughed and tore my clothes. Afterward, he threatened to kill me if I ever tell my parents about it. I ran home, broken, and cried until I could cry no more. I cursed him with every bre...
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Secrets, Scars, and Survival: My Untold Story

EPISODE 13: I was in my third year at the NCE when I heard that one of my friends had died. Honestly, I don’t think Aunty was responsible for her death. I heard the girl was unwell, and sadly it led to her passing. We weren’t even in contact before her death due to the incident with the arrest. Right now, I’m pregnant with my third child. I’ve never had a boyfriend not even once. Aunty’s husband has been responsible for all my pregnancies. At this point, I’m no longer interested in anyone else, but him. I’d leave school anytime I wanted and come home, but I was never allowed to carry or care for any of the children I birthed. I told Aunty’s husband about this pregnancy, and we went for an abortion. I also returned to school and continued with my life until I began falling sick again. So I went home, on getting home I told Aunty’s husband, he brought in a doctor. That was when we found out I was already six months pregnant. Aunty started asking who the father was. I initially said ...
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Framed, Forgotten, and Pregnant Again

EPISODE 12: She told me to leave and move into the house her husband had supposedly rented for me but that apartment was actually the one I rented with the money she had paid me earlier. Her husband never rented any place for me. You remember I had once laid a curse on the children out of anger, vowing that if I ever left, something would happen to them. That statement made her slap me, and her husband reacted angrily to her action. Little did I know I should have taken her advice and leave immediately. Not long after, she and her husband reconciled. She later called me, crying. I, too, was on my knees apologizing but deep down, I was wishing she’d just go to bed and never wake up again. They kept me at home for a few more months just to help my belly go down to the point where no one would believe I had ever given birth. I no longer had a phone, but I was being taken care of. One day, Aunty’s husband showed up with a new iPhone and gave it to me. He asked if I was still interes...
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Trapped Between Loyalty and Lies

EPISODE 11: Ever since my friend advised me not to reveal my location to Aunty’s husband, I stopped taking her counsel seriously. I decided to invite him over myself. When he arrived, I made him swear he wouldn’t tell Aunty where I was and warned that if he did, he would never set eyes on me again. He swore. My friend was deeply disappointed in me. She had strongly warned me not to call him, insisting these people could kill me if they found out. During his visit, he swore that thunder would strike him dead if he ever revealed my whereabouts. He even admitted that he wasn't comfortable with the way he had been sleeping with me, acknowledging that the age gap was too wide, considering I just turned 20 and he’s 35. As he prepared to leave, he pleaded with me to return home, saying Aunty would be worried sick. That made me furious. I looked him in the eye and said, “Oh, now you suddenly care about the same woman who can’t bear children for you more than me?” He was stunned and a...
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Hacked, Traced and Free

EPISODE 10 I was already heavy. Pregnant. Vulnerable. And every time I stepped out, aunty’s husband would pull up with his tinted car, spoil me like royalty in public... then we'd both return home like nothing happened. My birthday was coming up, and I needed a breath of fresh air, something that felt like mine so I invited a friend to visit. While aunty and her husband were singing me a birthday song, the gateman came to say someone was at the gate. I quickly asked him to let her in. She came alongside another friend. But instead of understanding, aunty exploded with anger. "Why would you bring strangers here?" she barked. I calmly explained, “They’re my friends. They know where I live.” Before I could blink, her hand landed across my face. Just like that, a slap. As she and her husband argued over it, I walked away heart pounding to tell the gateman to open the gate. He refused. I began shouting and aunty’s husband intervened, ordering him to open it. My friends...
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Pretend Mother, Real Victim

EPISODE 9: A few weeks later, my due date finally arrived. But instead of rushing me to the hospital like any normal family would, they insisted I stay home to deliver. I was left to labor in pain with no proper care, for about ten minutes before I gave birth right there, in their house. It was their family doctor who delivered the baby. Barely an hour after giving birth, aunty’s husband walked in with a new gown and told me to get dressed, he was taking me out. According to him, it was his “thank you” gesture. Meanwhile, aunty stayed home, pretending to be the one who had just delivered a baby. The deception ran deep. When we returned from the outing, things took a darker turn. He didn’t take me home. Instead, he drove me to a hotel. An old woman he had hired was already there, to clean me up. After sometimes she left and he took over, saying he wanted to “take care of me himself.” Then he started with unsettling questions: “Do you like me?” “Am I the kind of man you can marry?”...
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The Oath and The Horn

Episode 8: My mother, blinded by a monthly allowance, chose silence over my pain. As long as the money kept flowing money to take care for my younger siblings, she doesn't care at all, she has refused to call or even hear my cries. Every night, my aunt’s husband would slip into my room as usual, steal my body, and vanish before morning. And just like a rehearsed performance, everyone in that house would act like nothing happened. He’d show up at my school, take me to hotels, and pretend it was love. Somewhere along the line, I started to confuse trauma for affection. I hated myself for it… but I do not have the courage to confront him about raping me and taking away my first child. Before I could gather my thought, I discovered I was pregnant again, this time I was already 18years. And he told me to drop out of school, claiming it was unsafe to continue with the pregnancy, fed me sweet lies, promising we’d escape abroad, just the two of us once the baby arrived. Now he ke...
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