(Episode 6) The Hell in Living in a Man’s World: My Tearful Tale

(Episode 6) The Hell in Living in a Man's World: My Tearful Tale

It was the smoke that woke me up. I opened my eyes into the gloom of shadows thrown by the afternoon light. I was on a mattress. I sighed, it had been a dream. I tried to get up but I could not, then I felt the pain of the ropes tying my wrists and ankles and then I noticed that I was completely naked. I looked about in fear, there was no one with me but I could suddenly hear voices and I could perceive the stink of Indian hemp. Panic gripped me. I didn’t know if I had been touched or not but I knew that if I didn’t leave this prison, I will die.

I tugged at the ropes and a block scraped the floor. I turned to see that the ropes had been tied to cement blocks. Sweat and tears fell off my face as I struggled but I had not gotten anything done, when Osazee stepped into the room and his shadow fell over me.

Osazee: “you don wake? Good. Now make we enter the next lesson.” He said pulling his trouser and boxer shorts in one push.

I turned my eyes away from his turgid penis. He laughed as he climbed over me.

Princess: “please I beg you. Don’t do this please. Abeg Osazee. Do anything you want with me but don’t do this abeg.” I pleaded with him, trying to be calm.

Osazee: “you for think all this one before you carry broom flog my papa.” He said as he forced himself into me.

I screamed as my hymen broke. I screamed as he surged into me again and again. I screamed as he came. Shuddering with nerve wracking sobs, I tried to curl into myself but the ropes won’t let me and they were not done. They came in one by one; wild with weed smoke and raped me; each and every one of them. In that time, I came to know the taste of their sweat, the smell of their skin, the colour of their eyes, the sound of their voice and the feel of them inside me. I came to know fear; I came to know hate. I passed out.

You who read this, pray you never find yourself underneath a man that does not care about your feelings; pray you never experience rape. It is death; it is hell.


I woke up again to my nightmare, or not. I was no longer in the uncompleted building. I was on a hospital bed. Mama was crying beside me, while Uncle Jonathan prowled about the room like a tiger let loose in a chicken cage. I watched him clench and unclench his fists. I felt like laughing at the futility of his anger. “What is done is done.”

Mama appeared before me suddenly. It seemed I had chuckled. I could not feel my body. It was like I stood to the side, observing myself and the people around me. My tongue felt swollen and my throat was sore.

Matilda: “Princess! Oh Princess! Thank God! I thought I had lost you.” she said covering me with her scent and her warmth.

This usually gave me a sense of security but this time, I felt nothing. i looked at her blankly and I saw that she could not even save herself. Uncle Jonathan came and stared at me; his face grim.

Uncle Jonathan: “can you identify who did this to you?” he asked.

I shook my head, wincing in the pain the movement caused. Of course I could identify them. They were on my skin, on my lips, between my legs, in my soul. I could identify the four of them but I wanted nothing but to sleep forever. I didn’t care for anyone’s worry or need to save what was already lost. I slept.


I was in the hospital for three weeks. I never found out who had brought me to the hospital. They said a man had brought me, claiming a boy had called his attention to my body. Uncle Jonathan travelled back to Kano, after they presented the items demanded by Chief Dominic to him. I never found out the result of Mama’s medical checkup at Uselu until I was discharged. She told me that they had found nothing wrong with her and funny enough, for the period, I spent in the hospital there was no blackout. I was thankful for that. I got back home and life went back to normal. At least it seemed so.

A week after my return from the hospital, I went to the market to buy foodstuff we needed to make soup. I had finished my shopping and was about to leave the market when I saw Edirin. He was standing by his mother’s shed, watching me intently. I stared back at him in like manner without blinking and he turned his face away guiltily. I felt sad for him. “He will get what is his due,” I promised myself.

When I got home, after dropping the food items on the kitchen table, I entered my room and eased out the knife I had bought. It was long and it glittered in the afternoon light. I had paid to have it sharpened. I got an old leather sandal of mine and cut into it with a scissors, then taking shoemaker thread and needle, I sewed the leather together into a sheath for the knife. I stuck the knife in the rubber band of my skirt and covered it with my shirt. “I will never be caught unprepared again; never!”


Before I was a shy girl that minded my business. Now I was completely a shadow. I learned in class, did my assignment, and kept completely to myself. Girls learnt to stay far away from me, when they realised that I didn’t care to be friends with anyone and boys gave me space when they realised that I was willing to play rough. I minded my business but Edirin was always close by; a shadow that hung at the corners, watching me. He never came close which was good enough but he was never far away either.

One day after school, it rained. I was already halfway home when the rain started. The road from my school was a mess that got flooded so fast it seemed as if the water had been under the skin of the soil all this while. After wading through the filth, I saw a short cut that was on a high ground. The path way would take me to the back of a church that was directly opposite our shop, so I took it.

As I walked the rain increased in intensity and I could barely see. I kept on walking almost blind with water streaming into my eyes. I was on the middle of the road when I heard the noise. It was a mudslide. A part of the earth detached itself from the path way and fell away. I stopped and stared at the blockade. Behind me was a river that I was not keen on entering and front of me was a path that could crumble if I place my weight on it. I decided to risk it by going into the bush proper and wading through wet grass and weed.

I had not entered the bush in more than two steps when I heard someone shout in the rain. I turned and wiped the rain from my eyes; standing not too far from me was Edirin. I stood rock still, unsure of what to do. I could not run away in the rain. I turned back and kept on walking. He called my name again but I ignored him and kept on running through the bush. The whipping leaves of the wet grasses tugged at my feet and the tiny branches of trees whipped my face as I ran blind through the bush. I had not gone far when suddenly I stopped short. A rushing stream had cut my path into two. I had to cross the new stream to get to the other side. I dipped my leg into the water and it flowed above my ankle but I had not touched the bottom. I was pulling my leg out when a hand grabbed me.

I swear I didn’t know how it happened; one moment, I was removing my leg from the water the next moment I was on the ground under a body. I reacted instinctively. The knife came out of my skirt in a flash.

Someone was screaming as I stabbed up again and again and again. Something just broke inside me and I kept stabbing the body. Then the rain suddenly stopped. I pushed the body off me and got up. There was blood all over my uniform. I tore the uniform off me and threw the knife into the new stream; it bobbed on top of the water from some seconds then it sank out of sight. I turned to my attacker and looked at him closely. It was Edirin and he was dead. As I puked into the grass, the sun came out and dispersed the cloud. I turned away from the body and I ran.

Question: do you think Edirin had an evil intention towards Princess? Do you think Princess will be able to get away from this crime?

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  1. Why was Edirin trailing Princess if his intention were evil. She might not get away with murder but it was for self defence.

  2. Why was Edirin trailing Princess if his intention were not evil? She might not get away with murder but it was for self defence.

  3. nicely done! one bad turn deserves another. whatever his intentions were, it doesn’t matter, he deserved to die by desame person he betrayed. idiot! am patiently waiting for d death of the other four.

  4. Whaoo that was a very nice job done, whatever intentions he has is totally lost, and she will get away with it because they are the one looking for the innocent girl trouble, so as far as I am concern they should dead and go to hell.

  5. Poor boy am sure he wants to apologise for what he did last time. That event really made the innocent and gentle princess to turn into a Moster. Her uniform might implicate her.


  6. So complicated….. Edirin was the cause of his misfortune, he should have been trailing her because there was a bridge of trust already developed between the two due to his selfish interest by intentionally scheming her to fall as a victim of Osazee & co. And she did what she did as self defence to avoid the reoccurrence of her previous experience. Also there is 50/50 chances of her being free from her crime.

  7. So complicated….. Edirin was the cause of his misfortune, he shouldn’t have been trailing her because there was a bridge of trust already developed between the two due to his selfish interest by intentionally scheming her to fall as a victim of Osazee & co. And she did what she did as self defence to avoid the reoccurrence of her previous experience. Also there is 50/50 chances of her being free from her crime.

  8. Edirin didnt v ha intentions like that but he should v let him be. Her crime will catch up wit her but I hope she escaped tru cu its not her fault to begins wit.

  9. He didn’t have any evil intention but the one he did to her really hurt her,.., but she shouldn’t hv killed him, really she won’t go free

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