Call me Abi, not Abigail – the end

Call me Abi, not Abigail

It was then that I realized I had been raped. You can say what you want to say at this point but it won’t change anything.

All through the weeks that followed, I couldn’t get to terms with the act. As if that was not painful enough, I realized two weeks later, that I was pregnant.

My eyes have indeed seen my ears. Where will I go from here? It’s about a month now and my parents don’t even have the slightest idea of what is going on.

“Why pretend all this while?” I asked him, beside myself with tears.  His only response was “I can explain.” …I’m still waiting for the explanation.

I never knew I have been fantasizing about and fraternizing with a wolf…yes, a wolf.

He even slapped me the last time because I told him I wanted to keep the baby.

I never knew I had danced with the devil. The other day, I even saw condoms and cigarettes in his bag.

So, it’s true that people can hatch diabolical plans and be patient in executing them. Indeed, some patient people are dangerous.

Most of the time, I’m caught up thinking about the past, about those encouraging words from way back in high school. Was he patient with me then just to endanger my life in the end or did he change after entering the university? Where did I go wrong?

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Now, he doesn’t call anymore. He even passes by my hostel without checking up on me.

Call me Abi, not Abigail

It’s a week to exams. I have been so engrossed in ‘love’ that I hardly learned anything. And now this pain?

Where do I go from here? Where do I start? Who will believe me that I was raped?

Mummy was right! “Twenty children don’t play for twenty years?”  My ‘no smiling’ lecturer equally had a point.

When some fellows are around you in the fellowship, you should be extra vigilant and careful especially if their piety and patience seem too good to be true.

This is why I said, don’t add Gail to my Abi, because the girl in me has been snatched by a thief.

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Of my folly, I sold the girl in me and the price is still being negotiated.

The proud girl in me is weeping for restoration.

This was how Percy pursued me with patience but at last, he was Dangerous.

Don’t add Gail to my name…call me Abi!

The end!

For the love of God, society, and young people

Blessings.

Rev Seth Kunkpe

Penfromafar!…. writing to make things right.

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