I had had really bad days on earth but today…
Really really ‘badder’!
I limped out of the room where my blood had
just been shed in pain and agony.
I wasn’t crying but tears flowed!
I didn’t have catarrh prior to this forceful
intercourse but now, mucus flowed unstopped from my nostrils!
I was not so surprised that I was maltreated
but I was flabbergasted that it could come
from dad…and in that terrible manner.
I turned to look back at the door and he was
there smacking his lips in an ‘I want more’
He looked like those hungry blood-thirsty
vampires and ware wolves.
My heart yowled
I heard mum’s laughter and I looked towards
the bathroom
She had soapy bubbles on her hands as she
looked towards me.
She was laughing uncontrollably
“He has gone to deal with your evil spirit,
right?” she laughed on
Evil spirit?
Really…was that the only thing she could see?
“He even broke your legs” she laughed even
Couldn’t she see far beyond that?
What was she whining about?
What was so funny?
Couldn’t she see that I was walking with such
great difficulty?
Couldn’t she see blood on my cloth?
Couldn’t she hear noise from the room while
the deed was been done?
Couldn’t she see?
Couldn’t she see that her ‘deacon’ husband
had gone into a minor?
Was she that blindly insensitive?
“I told you that my husband could be more
dangerous than I. All his niceness was just a
camouflage. He even beats me when I mess
up. So who are you!” she laughed loudly again
I heard her children’s giggles too.
I turned to continue my seemingly unending
journey to my room, feeling the tingling pains in between my legs.
As I managed to get inside the room that I
shared with Sissy, I locked the door with
I flung myself to the bed and wept frenziedly
What a nightmare!
“I love this. I love that I am the first to rip you
open. I am glad that I can touch a virgin’s
spilt blood. I am glad” he had said like a
dramatic fool with such glee!
He went on his knees with his fists thrown in
the air like a victorious gladiator in a ring!
I saw it like a 6D camera…
I screamed as if my eyes were being plucked
The memories of the five minutes thrust
haunted me…
“I love you…I love you…I loved you since I saw
you as a baby…I nurtured this thought since
then… it’s a dream come true” he said as he
destroyed my life, looking deeply into my
teary eyes
So this is love?
This is what it means when people say ‘make
Love my foot!
I’d rather hate than ‘Love’ this way!
“Don’t cry. Aren’t you loving it?” he said again
as he laughed
The more he said that, the more I hated him
The more I wished to stab him dead on the
spot, exposing his dirty act to the whole
“Jesus, this is fucking great!” he exclaimed
with great ecstasy as he brushed his sweaty
smelly nose against my cheek
So Jesus is even aware of all these?
Their Jesus could allow this to happen to an
innocent girl like me…
e could mention His name in this dirty act and he didn’t act or do anything?
I thought they said He was powerful
Why did He create sex?
Why couldn’t He stop this beast?
Why couldn’t He send fire and brimstone from
Couldn’t He?
“There is no Jesus!…if peradventure I am
wrong, then He is not powerful! He isn’t a
savior” those words poured out of my mouth
accompanied by my tears
Wouldn’t He strike me down?
Wouldn’t He slap me for blasphemy?
I waited as I listened quietly, tears still
streaming down
I heard nothing
I saw nothing!
“Maybe there isn’t any Jesus or God or
whatever anyways” I concluded as I fell to the
It hurts!
It pains!
The pain in my tummy, down my legs made
my thin legs to shiver uncontrollably
I had never felt that way before
As I felt the cold shiver down my spine and I
shook vigorously, it felt as if my heart wanted
to jump out of its cage.
It was that bad!
There was a knock at the door.
“Open this door” Mum called from outside
I looked towards the door and it looked so
How many minutes would it take for me to get
to the door?
That would be ages…
“My children are late for school. Open this
door” She banged louder
Tears streamed down my face again
I wish I could garner strength from somewhere but I couldn’t.
I looked towards the wardrobe and there was
Sissy’s uniform
I wished I could draw it out magically so that
she could have it but no…I couldn’t!
I was so weak that I couldn’t move a finger.
The coldness of the bare floor gave me such
comfortability that I had to just concur to its
embrace and acceptance.
“Are you crazy Mercy? Better don’t let me
utter what is in my mouth because if I do, the
ground would be higher than you” she shouted
I didn’t move
I knew it was very dangerous
I knew that I had aroused such anger that if
she caught me, the ground would have me in,
buried lifelessly but I couldn’t move.
I could just cry…
…And I did it well!
“Bobo, get me the electric kettle with the water
in it. I will cook someone to death today.” She
said angrily and she meant it!
She doesn’t make empty threat
But I didn’t stand up.
It was soothing as it touched my tummy
What was that?
It was like a hot pack against my hurting
I tried lifting my hand and I cringed as I
touched it….
Hot water!
She sent hot water streaming down from
under the door.
I tried to move away as I saw more steaming
streams coming towards me.
“Mummy please” I screamed as I moved my
sore body away from the door side
“Open this door, you fool!” she screamed the more.

I shook my head as I could feel burns all over
my body.
My tears continued on their trails
“Dear, wouldn’t you come and talk to this fish
for me? Sissy’s uniform is inside the room and
she doesn’t want to open the door” she
“Knock harder” I heard his voice faintly from
“Its 8 o’clock already Mr. Man…the school bus
is already around. Can’t you hear the
honking? Come and break this door down for
me please” she cried out again.
“I’m in the bathroom” he replied
“Oh God! What a mess! Mercy, just know that
you are dead today. You are really dead
today” she said in a shaky voice that was
determined to do anything
“Get me more hot water” I could hear her
voice once more but I drifted off into sleep,
pillowing my head with my hands as more hot
streams splashed into my sore tummy and
I felt it really bad
But I didn’t care …
…not anymore!
I stretched as I wiped the drool off my mouth
Where was I?
Has it all been a dream?
A bad, scary dream?
The pain from my tummy down my lower rib
jabbed me up.
I remembered so clearly what had happened
And it dawned on me that I was in a great
huge mess because of what I had done.
I jumped to my feet and though I could still
feel the pain, it had reduced
For how many minutes had I slept?
Soup don cook for me!

My heart started beating fast as I walked to
the door
“Mum?” I called out
I had no response
I peeped through the key hole and it was dark.
She must have left
I needed to brace up courage and bath
I staggered to the adjoining bathroom and as
the water from the shower ran through my
hair into other parts of me, I wished it could
wash me away too
The entire me!
Minutes later, I mopped my body and wore my
school uniform.
As I was about pulling my hair into a ponytail
and wear my sandals, there was a soft knock
at the door
They hadn’t left?
Oh my God!
“Mercy’ it was a cool voice
Whose voice was that?
I walked to the door and turned the key twice
I opened the door
Hot water came travelling from the bowl mum
held in her hands.
Just like in cartoon series, I quickly bowed and
turned my side towards her in a movie-like
slow motion.
The look on her face was murderous
As the hot liquid washed the outer layer of my
right hand, my side and my leg away, I fell to
the ground with a loud thud, banging my head
on the bed
I screamed as my head seemed to be off my
Her revengeful laughter rang on in my ears
like a killer bell before I started drifting away
I’m gonna die
I’m gonna die
I repeated silently as my spirit walked away gently and gradually from my body.
I heard the many loud bangs at the door
“Mama Mercy!” people called out urgently,
banging the door
“Mercy!” I heard my friend who was our
neighbor’s maid, Alice call out
I smiled ruefully
Alice came too late
Adieu Mon Amie!


To be continued.. 


Written by:

Kelvin Kyle

Director, YouCanBeMore Creations.. Student studying ecotourism and life, a development thinker, writer, conservationist, fashionista and entrepreneur. I love dreaming, writing and creating progressive innovations. This is me, anything else is additional gifts from God😎

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