Molested

Handicapped

Johnson was a year 3 student of the university of Lagos, he had just finished his exams and decided to go home for the holidays.

He packed his load, bid his friends farewell and went to the park to board a board going to ibadan, where his parents resided.

While in the bus, he drifted in thought, thinking of Jasmine,

his girlfriend who recently broke up with him because she had found a rich boyfriend, who could buy her all she wanted ranging from wigs to phones, to bags, shoes etc, which he couldn't afford,

not that he came from a poor family, his family was what you would call the middle class, his mother was a nurse in the university teaching hospital, ibadan, while his dad was a senior accountant with Alfred bank.

He was the second of three children which his parents gave birth to.

"Blood of Jesus, driver small, small" shouted the passengers in the bus as they fell into a huge pot hole.

This brought him back to reality. He looked out of the window and saw they were already in ibadan.

"Oya oo, make una come down ooo, the conductor shouted and with that they all Alighted the bus one after the other.

He got down and went to the extreme end of the park where he was to board a bus going to bodija.

"Buy your sweet groundnut"

"Cold mineral"

"Buy your sweet Puff Puff"

"Puff puff",he called out to the puff puff seller who ran to meet him.

"Sell Puff puff #200 for me"

" Okay sir" she replied and proceeded to sell it.

"After buying, he entered a bus going to bodija

"Ejo se e ni change 500 oo" he asked the conductor who was hanging by the door

" Owa, oya wole ka ma lo" replied the conductor in haste.

"Oya driver move" he said this time in a thick voice.

The driver drove out of the park and began his seemingly long journey to bodija.

They hadn't rode for long, when two men including the conductor stood up with a g*n and asked everyone to keep shut else they die.

At this point, everyone in the bus was scared to death knowing we had all entered into the hands of kidnappers.

The bus continued on it's journey but instead of driving towards bodija, it drove to ogbomoso and then into a building with fence as high as an electric pole.

They pushed and shoved us into the building and then collected all belongings on us, clothes, shoes, phone, money, jewellery etc.

They then took us to separate rooms, two persons in a room.

I began to cry thinking I wouldn't see my parents again, the hugs, my brother and sister, my friends. I cried till I slept off.

I was rudely woken up by four hefty men, who walked into the room we were in.

"E fe ku la let yi" said one of the men.

They all brought out a g*n and told us to cooperate with them or else we were gone forever.

" You hear abi you no hear" shouted one of them to me and a man around age 30, with whom I was kept with.

" Yes sir", we said in unison as fear was written all over us.

" Oya, you stand up" one of them, who appeared to be their leader said to me.

I Immediately stood up and was taken to another room, where I was r***d by half a dozen men, even after I started bleeding in my Anal, they didn't stop.

I felt like dieing, like Killing myself, I prayed for death, but death didn't come for me.

After r****g me for over two hours, I was taken back to the room where i was kept.

I was dejected, fustrated, and tired of living.

"What happened to you", asked my room partner, whom I later found out was Mr Samson, a relative of the governor.

I opened my mouth to reply him, but I couldn't, I bursted in tears.

He pulled me to his side and petted me like a father would to his son.

Less than 10 minutes later, they came for Mr Samson, who struggled with them.

" Let go of me" he shouted as he kicked and shoved at the kidnappers and rapists.

One of the men, out of Anger, brought out a g*n and shot at Mr Samson.

Immediately, he fell to the ground and died.

"No, No, I shouted loud. God why?

I went closer to him, and held him tight. In the few hours we spent together, he treated me like he would his son.

I cried till tears seized from my eyes.

I wasn't in a good state of mind, I wasn't thinking, wasn't feeling, just blank.

Later in the night, they came again and slept with me, but this time, it was just four of them. I didn't object,or fight because I didn't have the will to fight them anymore.

I woke up in the morning to the cry of women, I suspected, they had suffered the same fate as I.

"Take, this food and eat, so you would have strength, a man who was in his early forties said to me.

I suspected he was part of the g**g, so I became hostile to him.

" I don't want anything from you people, you wicked bastards" i said in anger.

"C'mon boy, you need to eat your food. If you are to escape from here, you need your strength.

" Escape, my foot" I said, giving a loud chuckle which attracted other g**g members.

"Eleye, wetin, you dey do with this boy" asked one of the kidnappers.

" I just bring im food, say make e chop"

"Ehen, e come chop am"

" No, e never chop am"

" Leave am jare, mae we dey go"

They both left, and shut the door with a loud bang.

" Oh,God, what did I do so wrong" I said to myself, and burst into tears.

One hour later, they came again and r***d me, this Time, they were more. It was very painful, I cried and cried till when I slept off.

" Hey, hey", a voice called out to me whispering.

"Who is that" I said thinking they came for me again.

" It's me, eleye, who came to you before"

" What do you want from me", I said In fright.

"Hey, I only want to help you escape, I plan on also leaving here tomorrow, so I decided to take you with me"

" But why me" I asked him surprised at his gesture.

" I want to help you because I have a son who is in your age range.

" So, you have a son, who is my age mate and you still joined in this hideous crime".

" I had no choice, my son was sick some months back and I had no money for his surgery, I borrowed money from esu, the leader and promised to pay him, but I couldn't, so he asked me to join them, or else he would kill me and my son.

" Really,so if you Leave here, where do you plan on going, since you cannot stay in ibadan again"

" We would be leaving for port Harcourt"