I am full of appreciation for the supernatural writing contest by @jerrybanfield in building the steemit community and blockchain. Steem has made me to underatand that who and what ever you are, you'll always have a family to turn to.
I used to be very shy and not outspoken. But my joining steemit challenged me to come out of my shell and be challenged to be more sociable on social media.
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My contribution to this SWC happened when I was at the university.
I had an elder sister in school who had mostly guys as friends. They would come to the house sometimes and study with my sister. She introduced quite a number of them to me as a fresh student, incase I ever needed assistance at certain times to meet them.
I had trust for my sister and the type of friends she would keep so I assumed them to be like elder brothers to me in school. On this certain day i was so tired after some marathons of lectures from 7am till about 2pm stretch. I could not go back home as the break period was just an hour. I decided to sit under a tree close to the library where students usually just chill and relax.
While I was there, one of my sister's friends Omonigho by name saw me and offered to buy me lunch. I gladly accepted and went with him to get some soft drinks and a snack. We got talking and I told him of an assignment we were asked to submit the next day. I was suppose to ask my sister when i get home because we were living off campus.
Omonigho offered to help me and asked me to join him to his BQ appartment on campus. Without a thought I followed him. At that time of the day, that part of the school is usually quiet because students have gone for their lectures.
Imidiately we got to his room, i sat down and he was about to force himself on me. I did not even know i was about to be raped but i just knew i had to fight back and get him of me. I was a virgin then and so much fear gripped me like my life was going to be snached out of me. Screeming would not help because there was no one around.
I was so naive to have followed him to his room. My whole life flashed before me in that moment. What if, why me, how will I live my life on campus. My mind was racing up and down. The only thought tha came to me was to reject the act with my mind. It was not a prayer but it was a strong force.
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He succeded and overpowered me before he suddenly stoped and was laughing over me pinned to the bed. He then said, "I have been asking your sister out and she has been telling me we could only be friends and not have a relationship. I could have my way with you just to get back at her. Next time don't go to any guys room alone".
He then let me go and I picked up my belongings and was shivering and crying. I never went back to class that day. I just went home staright, took a shower and laid there in bed. The shock could not allow me to eat or do anything. I felt like quitting school that day. All the motivation I had died that day and still I could not tell anyone including my dear sister because Omonigho warned me not to tell anyone what happened.
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The funny thing was that he would stll be walking around with my sister, come to our house together and all that.
The day came when my sister was about graduating and Omonigho had already graduated because my sister changed from the Social sciences/Humanities faculty to Pure science faculty she had to repeat her 100 level (first year) and she was talking to me about a lot of things because of certain things she had noticed about me. My grades were down, no more friends and all that. I started crying and she wanted to know what went wrong with me. She hugged me and was consoling me. I still could not tell her what happened like 3 years ago that made my university life an unpleasant one. I was afraid of every guy and withdrew from people generally.
At last I voiced it out and told my sister what had happened to me and she too was furious and was cursing, and angry at the same time with Omonigho and with me for not telling her on time while he was still in school.
She appologised to me and made a peomise to me that she will always support me in whatever that concerns me. I was relieved but the trauma was still there. At least I had someone to share this with without judging me.
We have been like best of friends and have not set eyes on Omonigho ever since.
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It is a beautiful piece. Thank God it didn't happen for real though. Lol.
Thank you. I am most grateful it didn't happen. But the effects lingered. Thank God steemit gave me the courage to pen this down. It is like a new chapter for me now.
I hope this is fiction, its would be quite disheartening if it isnt. Nice story though
It is no fiction dear. I would love it to be used as a movie though, but it actually took place. Ladies need to speak out so they can move on just like i did, even though it took me almost 3 years. Like @jerrybanfield said a "supernatural intervention"stoped the worst from happening. I am still grateful to God for that.
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You are strong ooo, to live with that feeling of powerlessness for those years....It really was a supernatural intervention