I hear this is a true life
story. It’s very touching. Read and learn from it: I became addicted to
my blackberry and also my social media applications, and since I had
constant access, I quickly gained enough followers, and especially
guys, mostly because I had a lot of erotic pictures on my timeline, I
waspopular. Finally I felt I was the main girl, everyone wanted to
follow me… My name is Chinwe, I am 26 years old, I never graduated from
the university, simply bcos I was stupid and careless, on my 24th
birthday, I received a nice gift, it was a blackberry phone, I always
wanted one, it was like a right of passage, my ex-boyfriend got it for
me, he was a student like me, didn’t have a job, and I really never
cared to ask as he could afford it, my concern at that point was, yes I
had finally arrived. Other girls in my hostel had blackberries and I
would always get pissed when I heard sounds of pings and messages
coming into their phones at all hours and I would stare at my Nokia
phone and wish I could throw it away, but half bread they say is better
than none. I hoped and even fasted to get a blackberry phone, but
looking back now, if I had the opportunity, I’d have a landline with no
internet activity what so ever. Anyway I got the blackberry phone and
even gotfree BIS subscription, at that moment my life was complete, no
more going to the cyber cafes to check my emails, my face-book or
twitter, I had it all at my finger tips, life indeed was complete, or
so I thought. I didn’t care if it was virtual, it felt good, checking
out my profile and having well over 8,000 followers, more than half of
which were guys, but one particular guy caught my attention, till this
day I don’t know what made him stand out, but we got chatty, he sent me
direct messages and I replied, he was quiet a gentleman , and I can’t
remember him ever asking for a nudè picture unlike the rest of them, so
this made me comfortable with him, his name was Tobi, he said he was a
doctor , I didn’t have any cause to doubt him, he had extensive
knowledge and even gave me some medical advice from time to time, we
eventuallymoved from twitter to blackberry chat, we chatted all the
time, I got so comfortable with him, I gave him my number, and that
would come to be the biggest mistake I ever made. Tobi called me every
day, some days he called more than once, at night he would call and I
would lay on my bed and have phone sèx with him, his voice was so
soothing, he made me do things I never thought possible, he had gained
so much access into my head, I realized later I had done some very sick
and twisted things just to please him, I would take nudè pictures of
myself, I would send him videos of me touching myself in private, and
send him voice notes of me making moaning sounds and simulating
orgàsms, and all this while we had not met, not face to face at least,
eventually I played into his hands, I began pestering to meet him in
person, at this point I had lost my mind, I assumed I wasin-love with
him, and when my boyfriend at the time broke up with me, I really
welcomed it, for me it meant no more sneaking around. Tobi eventually
agreed to come to Lagos to meet me, all this while he had made me to
believe he was in Calabar, and would take time off work to spend a
weekend with me in Lagos, when I heard this I was excited, he told me
to book a reservation for him, stating he would payme back as soon as
he arrived and also he said itwould make him more committed to the
visit and would convince him of my seriousness, I bought it all, he was
smart, he was cunning, and I was stupid, oh how stupid I was. The funny
thing was I had sent him tons of pictures, and allI had was just one
picture of him, and whenever I asked he would claim he wanted to be
sure I loved him for him, and not for his looks, and sheepishly I would
try to convince him of my undying love, and would try to appease him
withnudè pictures of my body. He eventually made it to Lagos, I met him
at thehotel, he was tall, handsome and had a wonderful smile, he made
love to me over and over, and convinced me to spend the night with him,
I told him I couldn’t, because I had a test the next morning, now at
this point I don’t knowwhat triggered his anger, don’t know if it was
because I couldn’t spend the night, or maybe I said something else I
can’t remember saying, but whatever it was, brought out a very ugly
side of him. He called me foul names, and kept going on and on about
how he always knew I was cheap, and he knew I was sleeping with other
men, the same man whom had swept me away, slammed me on the floor, he
told me of how he had shown his friends all my nudè pictures and how
they had watched the videos and listened to the voice notes, he told me
he had made a bet with his friends, that I would actually pay for him
to have sèx with me, just toprove how stupid I was. Well you can
imagine how I felt, I was confused and shocked, but I attempted to
regain any littledignity I had left, and so I tried to mouth off at
him, suddenly he punched me in the face, and I tripped over, and hit my
head on a stool. The next thing I remember was waking up on the bed, I
was tied up, and he was staring at me, his eyes were dark and he had a
sinister smile on his lips, he stood up and walked towards me,I tried
to scream and realized my mouth was tapped, my head was racing, the
unfortunate part was that no one knew where I was, he turned me over,
and told me he was going to teach me a lesson, at this point I was
unclad, he rapped me from behind, and I mean my anus, the pain was mind
blowing, I struggled, and he hit me, when he was done he brought out a
small blade, and he looked at me for a minute and said, this scar is
going to always serve as a reminder, for girls like you always trying
to be more than you are, for stupid fools like you. He put the blade to
my bosom and cut it off, andanytime I think of it, I still feel the
pain, it was like nothing I had ever felt before, he was calm, like he
had done it a million times, I could feel the warm blood dripping down
my mutilated chest, tears of fear and pain running down my face, and
suddenly he turned around again, this time all I saw was a flash. I
don’t know how I survived it, but I woke up in a hospital days after,
well I was awake, but my eyes were swollen shut, It took a couple of
days for me to open my one good eye, and realize d damage he had done,
he had plucked out my eye,and cut my face, he had cut my breasts up
real bad, they had to it out, like I had cancer or something, there was
no record of who I was, coz he had taken everything, he had taken my
bag, containing everything I had. I was able to tell the nurses about
what I could remember, and also give them my mum’s phone number, the
hospital feltso much pity, they actually treated me for free, hard to
believe right? Anyway I was taken home after weeks at the hospital to
recuperate, it was tough, I was blind in one eye, I had one chest and a
hideous scar of my face, talk about your sinage, he did a numberon me,
how dumb was I, sometimes I wish he had killed me, but there are fates
worse than death, and I guess this is one of them, he was gone without
a trace, the receipt from the hotel was in my name, so yes he had
played me from the start. I didn’t dare go back to school, I was sure
everyone would have heard, and I was not going to become a statistic,
so I decided to stay home, and mind my business, besides what do I need
an education for, I’d rather stay home, because there is no rising from
this, there is no happy ending to this story, this is the simple
ending, I was a victim if a sèxual predator, and I let him into my life
period. I take full responsibility for that, I was driven bygreed and
lack of morals, I allowed myself fall into an abyss, but well saying
all this doesn’t change anything, it’s a memory I will have to live
with for the rest of my life, well not a memory, because I look at
myself in the mirror everyday, who would want to see a nudè picture of
a woman with one chest, one eye, and a stub. I have decided to publish
my story, because withthe rise of social media atrocities being
committed, every story can go a long way in saving a life, so while you
read, SHARE and helpsomeone back to the right path, these internet
predators are real. May Almighty God Help us all. “Amen”
