I am done here. I am filled with so much pain. Tears fall uncontrollably like a faucet as I pack my bags. I have so many questions to ask myself….
It was a very cold night in Abuja, my very first time in the capital city. I had heard so much about its tranquil scenery and grandeur.
I was thirteen when I used the word â€˜vaginaâ€™ for the first time. Not that I was unaware of the word, but I never thought to use it.
â€œWhat is this?â€ he had asked putting his fingers inside.
He continued to probe, his fingers going higher while tears rolled down my cheeks.