July Category

COLLATERAL

It was my wedding night, one of the worse night I had,laying my bare back on a dusty rug in the living room, I knew it was not going to be fun.
I wept silently on how my father had used me as a collateral for his debt,and sold me off to an old hag in the western Nigeria.
I closed my eyes and thought about my home ,back in the eastern Nigeria, how I usually play with my siblings in the rain.
I opened my eyes and it was all over,the old hag had disvirgined me.

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