My third rape encounter – Lady shares horrible encounter with rapists

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A Facebook user , Chimdi Ahunna Okoro took to her page to lend a voice on the ongoing trend of rape in the country and of course the most recent ,Uwa Omozuwa,the Uniben undergraduate,who was allegedly raped and killed in a church in Benin.

The lady who claimed she has been raped for at least 10 horrible times decided to share one of her experiences.

In the third experience,she managed to escape with a near death horrifying experience th

She wrote:

MY THIRD RAPE ENCOUNTER

If I recount how many times I would have been raped it will be more than 10 times…but the third and fourth encounters were a life and death event…I escaped from a kidnapping cell, but when I was kidnapped, I had a bag of my clothes, I was speaking in tongues,one of the kidnappers gave me a dirty slap and tore off my ear piece and asked me to stop praying,I refused to listen I kept praying in tongues …one of them said to me…you have reached your Waterloo …prayers will not save you, as I kept praying I heard the holyghost say to me..”you will escape but you will meet rapists on the way, this jeans you are wearing…put on a rubber leggings over it and wear another blouse and do the holy communion…as I stood up and began to do this…one of the men began to laugh…all of them starting laughing …they said “she is mad ooo, she is now mad ooo doubling her cloth so her bumbum can big” I asked them for a favour that I know I have refused to eat but I need pure water and biscuit…THEY gave me…I did the holy communion sealing my SPIRIT,SOUL,AND BODY…I see the FUTURE!!!
However,they had thought I was now mad…and was planning to sedate me with an injection as they have already sedated others with the injection,as the nurse who would sedate me was preparing…I was not on chains because the injection was to sedate the victims…I confidently moved off and flew across a very high fence placing my feet on anywhere i could get balance to climb it I, I heaved myself up and u was on top of the fence, …and Jumped not minding if I broke my legs ,thank God for the anointing…and I zoomed off in the midnight into the thick forest, I treked for many hours fearlesly alone…until i got to a village in port Harcourt and I explained my ordeal to some ladies ,they told me it was not possible to keep me in their house but that I should never sleep in an uncompleted building that guys have seen me and they know am a stranger and they are looking for me…already…because I was going house to house looking for accommodation,everyone said they can’t take that risk…
So I changed my plan, and I went and stayed in the backyard kitchen of a house , in the midnight ,I heard dogs barking, and guys voices saying” anyi ga agwo that girl Ara this night,we will take her in turns one by one,who hold alum for here ,that woman said she din’t go far,she is around this place”they were saying alot ,this is what I grabbed ,then they passed the backyard with the dogs sniffing the ground looking for me, I got so scared and left my hiding place and went to the front of the house and I discovered that they have been taking things to get high and waiting for midnight to look for me,I saw seats they were seating on in front of that very house that I was in their kitchen… I fidgettingly got into another compound and went under a bus and stayed under the bus,I was soooo scared…as I went under the bus …
I slept off,then All of a sudden I felt a hand feeling my jeans zip , and breeze was blowing on my face unlike when I was under the bus, I opened my eyes and I saw a man he was looming over me and pulling off his trouser, I got so scared and and my clothes were still on intact…he pulled down my leggings and discovered i had a jeans on so it delayed him and then he tried to unzip my jeans and I woke up ,so he told me to shut up now ,and decided to pull his clothes off first…I began to beg him to please spare me…he said he was the gateman seating and that he saw when I sneaked under the bus,I told him I was running away from kidnappers…he said that’s not his business,that I should be mute…
I speedily overturned myself,from the ground,flung up and picked race…HE PURSUED ME, I kept running ,he gave me a hot chase ,as I ran deeper into the bush not knowing where I was going,he kept chasing me…until all of a sudden with the speed I ran with I flung headlong into a BIG TREE,it was in the midnight…I was up in the wind and I fell with my back to the ground with full force,it was so painful…I couldn’t get up fast,I thought my head was scattered or I will have internal bleeding but remember the holy communion …sealing my spirit ,soul and body…the guy came and pinned me down and dragged me out if the bush and began to pull off his trouser with the boxers at the time, i begged and begged and begged with tears and he began to hit me,he hit me ,hit me,hit Me ,hit me, I kept begging him to please let me go…then I began to fight back to bid time…I grappled his sontin and pull that his sontin because I had no plans to give in under the sun…no way… and pulled it with so much force…THAT was when he karat me,hit me hit me hit me hit me…my face was swelling up…I began to scream at the topmost of my voice “HELP ME OOO, HELP ME OOOO,HELP ME OOO” as I was screaming he was beating me,he was kicking me, he pushed me on the ground and began to drag me on the dirty sand I refused to give up I pulled off and stood up to fight before I die … and he hit my head so much this time …I fell on the ground…sooo weak, I couldn’t scream again…then I began to mutter intongues…my father told me never to giveup no matter what I see…he said Jesus will always save me…and my father died…
Then men,women,young boys all rushed out with cutlasses ,doors were opening,windows were opening…they said” let us cut off her left leg first… I said to them ” please don’t hurt,I’m a woman of God” the guys were with blazing machets ,and the guy who was beating me pulled me up in their presence and gave me a kick of my life on the cheek and I slumped” the guys all had blazing matches…they kept saying.. We will cut off one of her legs so she wunt run…I kept speaking in tongues under my breathe…then I remembered that my father used to tell me that since he was born that I am the greatest ACTRESS HE HAS EVER MET…So I did something…
I drew myself “kwuim,kwuim ,kwuim” like somebody having convulsion and went limp like a dead person…they flashed me touch light I ceased my breath…they raised my hand …it fell like a dead person,they raised my leg,no movement,I lay stiff …they tried to resuscitate Me…I remained stiff…
Then everyone began to dispatch one by one…one of the guys said”this girl is dead…men make we find way, its getting to day break ” as they dispatched one by one speedily…I was watching with my half open eye…there was space…then the guy who was beating me…said to a woman…”she is not yet dead, help me let us carry her to your place,when she wakes up,we use her and do whatever we want to use her and do,” the woman said …”yes, I don’t think she is yet dead let us carry her”….
Almost everyone had gone except this two people…with A DEAFENING SPEED WITHOUT SLIPPERS ,I FLUNG MYSELF UP AND PICKED RACE…THE guy said…” I told you this girl was tricking GGG GGG GGG US oooo” I ran into the night and ran and ran without a destination…DESPERATELY AND IN FEAR…
By day Break ,I tried to make my way to where I was serving at Akwa Ibom…my face had left its original Shape and was the size of a very big balloon….my head was very bigggg, My leggings were torn to pieces, I slipped it off and wore the manageable jeans…no car agreed to carry me…my head was not the head of a human being…blood clots, swollen and was NOW RECTANGULAR IN SHAPE so much bigger than my head… But no teeth left my mouth…
This WAS THE MIRACLE
The marks are on my body…I will never forget how a man who I did nothing to… beat me like a criminal and wanted to rape me…
Many women can relate TO THIS ,many could not survive ,very few can SPEAK OUT…if you don’t know my story…please don’t judge me…

I AM A SURVIVOR, who knows what “UWA” PASSED through in the HAND of her molestators… …and I am telling my own STORY
Because I was privileged by his MERCY AND GRACE…TELL ME THE DIFFERENCE ??? My soul was scarred…only TRUE LOVE understands …
#JUSTICE FOR UWA#

Eze mmuo
Ikuku
SEER

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