Regina Igwe's Blog

LIFE OF A RAPED LITTLE GIRL EPISODE 1 If only people had their way, they will definitely choose the family they belong to, such would have been Nancy's story. Nancy a very bright, strong, brilliant and beautiful child filled with so much pride for herself was born into a family filled with so much pride and hatred for its members. She didn’t have a choice but to live up to whatever she saw, moved from Lagos to her father’s house at age three, if only her parents knew they probably wouldn’t have taken her home but you know “everything happens for a reason”, should we also say that to Nancy’s case? Let’s dive into the story of Nancy a four-year-old girl who was raped by a relative. On this fateful day, Nancy got back from school and had to stay at her god mother’s place alone with her kid sis, playing as every other innocent child would in the absence of her parents, this uncle returned and asked for a cup of drinking water Nancy being so innocent and naive went to get the water ...

  MY DEADLIEST SECRET To use another person’s body and ignore the soul that resides within is the most distasteful and disgusting crime that one can commit against another. He took me in He said he loved me or I maybe I thought he did I thought he cared, I thought I mattered to him His face glittering like the stars that appear at night A smile formed on his lips was as bright as the morning sun His eyes skimming through my body like the wind He promised he wouldn’t hurt me, I never believed he could He pulled me close His hand ran through my body I told him to stop I was crying within me He ripped my clothes apart Brought himself upon me I screamed I kicked him His ears were wide open but he wouldn’t hear my plea He held his hand over my mouth Tears were running down my face His body filled with lust and mine with torment He injected me with filth and dirt I feel dirty, I feel low, I feel used He stole my virginity without my consent I remember it like it w...

  A LOST BATTLE Dear Tinu, By the time you get this letter, I might be dead, probably dead. I gave up Tinu. I failed. I shouldn’t have given it all up,   I shouldn’t have stopped trying, I shouldn’t have,  I just shouldn’t have. The past few years have been the most challenging and trying years of my life. I’ve been trying to change. I’ve been trying to live a fulfilled life. I wanted a good life, not like the one I used to live. I wanted something better, something more meaningful. I wanted to correct my past, make amends and have a wonderful future. I wanted to make the best of my already damaged life. I wanted to be happy, I wanted to smile, I wanted to have nice people who will always be there for me. I also wanted to be there for someone, I wanted to be loved and accepted. I worked hard, I tried and I tried again. I tried to forget who I used to be. I tried to forget all the things have been through, I tried to forget everything. I tried to forget those years I’...