Janet

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This happened when I was a child; maybe like… over twenty years ago, when I was a child. So,
an older adult… I stayed in a local area, we know ourselves, the other party happens to be like a
guy living on my street, but I actually do not know how it happened, but this guy happened to be
staying in our house.
So, he shares a room with one of my brothers and… I think it all started when the guy started
staying with us. He’s also from a family, though from a different tribe but…
Yeah, he’s from a different tribe and because of the nature of the work of my parents, they’re
businesspeople, my father is a building contractor, my mum helps out too. Because of this, a lot
of people are involved in the business. He also happens to be one of the workers, so he started
staying in our house and… The story I can remember, how it all started was like, you know, as
children we go out; play with friends, play with everyone in the neighborhood. The particular
one I can remember, how it happened was, a day, we all went out and like, get some fruits. We
have many mango trees around, so we went; we got the fruits.
So, like children will want to know the number of fruits you have; you want to know the number
of mangoes that you have at the end of the day. So, from there, it happened that we all add these
mangoes together and some got missing and they started looking around for the mango. So, this
guy came; we were around their house. We live in the same street, like ten houses away from
their house.
He happened to go to their house that it was on a Sunday; he happened to go to their house that
day. They started looking for the mango; the guy called me inside and if I can remember very
well, I was putting on a fitted dress.
So, even if I was to hide the fruits in my clothe, it would have shown.

Then I do not… like just a tiny little girl; I do not even have some of my body parts developing
then.
My chest was flat then, so if I had hidden the mango in any part of my body…
Yes, so, he started dipping his hands into my clothes; I was uncomfortable. Though, when I was
little, I had issues with… I’m this shy person. I really do not share anything happening to me
with anyone…
So, back to the story, he started dipping his hands into my clothes; he started doing all sorts of
things to my body. At first, okay, he was looking for the mango, he will remove his hands, that
went on for a long time. Finally, we left the house and since the guy stays in our house, in the
evening we were back together in the house. So, as a free person that my parents were at that
time; we cook his food, we ate from the same pot. So, whenever the food is ready, I’ll be asked
to go call them out of the room to pick his own portion of the food…
And then, entering the room again, if he was just the only one, he would start again. He will neck
me, like fond me with his penis. Though, I couldn’t tell… I did not tell anyone during this time.
So, another occasion, something else happened that I can remember very well; was like, a night,
you know as children we gather together to watch movies and in the evening like one… I
wouldn’t want to say my parents were insensitive at that time but, you know, parents just coming
from work, getting tired and what they want to do is rest…
So, most of the time, they leave us in the living room, the children, the older ones, the younger
ones; we’ll be there seeing movies in the night and most of us will sleep off on the carpet. And
one night that I remember very well, he was already on me. I was sleeping already; he was on
me, I did not know. So, my dad was coming out of his room and there were two doors to his
room; so whenever he’s coming out from the room, you will definitely know that he’s coming
out because you will hear the door…
So, I think it was the door he heard, he had to come off my body. I heard the door too, I had to
wake up. I saw him leaving me. So then, my dad came into the living room, woke all of us and
asked us to go into the rooms too; that ended, my daddy was not able to see him but still as a
child, I did not tell anyone…

So, this happened on and on and on like that till he left our house. So, that’s the summary of what
happened to me as a child. Had it not been that he left our house, had it not been that other things
happened, probably he would have penetrated me.

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