Sunday, 30 June 2013
I Took Off My UNDERWEAR..
I used to be that innocent girl who had the world at her feet. I was
beautiful and I had eyes and HIPS that could make men sway, andto top it all
up, I was a Christian, a very good Christian with a heart burning for God. When
I entered the university, I met a guy, his name was DERRICK. I couldn't believe
my luck the first time I bumped into him on my way to class, he had such a kind
smile and a tender look that weakened my knees when he spoke. Because I was
late for class we couldn't talk much but barely three weeks later, I met him at
the fresher’s night party and I was overwhelmed. We got talking and I found out
that he was in his second year and from that night, we became an inseparable
pair. At first, we were friends and as months passed by, we got closer and
closer and the chemistry between us was undeniable.
About a year after I entered the university, Derrick and I started
dating. He was everything a girl could ever want and desire save the fact that
he wasn't so much of a Christian. Derrick had magical hands that made him hard
to resist and most times I fell for it. At first, I felt bad but when I
couldn't help falling into the same pit I killed the guilt on my inside. And
then one day, one of my friends said I was getting fatter and that got me
thinking and in the process I began to linkthe dots…first I had a vomiting
spree every morning which I thought was due to a flu and then I had this
morning sickness which I felt was due to stress and then my missing period…oh
no it can’t be possible I said to myself, I couldn't be pregnant!!!
After a series of test outside school, I realized the deadliest
truth, I was indeed pregnant. I was only nineteen, I still had a whole life
ahead of me, what was I going to do. I couldn't tell my parents, they wouldn't
hear ofit. I had to go to Derrick to tell him what I had found out.
On telling him, I saw him fly into a temper I had never seen in my
life. He was so hysterical, calling me all sorts of names and I didn't even
know when I started crying heart drenching tears of hurt and betrayal. When
helooked into my eyes he must have realized how scared and hurt I was and so he
pulled me close and ran his hands through my hair until I had calmed down and
then he said tome in the most subtle voice ever ”why don’tyou have an
abortion”. I pulled back instantly, I couldn't have an abortion! But when he
talked about my parents and the sanctioning of the school and the fellowship
which I belonged to, I knew I had no other choice.
Derrick had made all the arrangements and soon the supposed day we
went to the room- like clinic. I shivered all through my way there but Derrick
kept telling me that it would be okay and that he was proud that I made such a
brave decision. When I entered into the room where the abortion was supposed to
take place I laid down on the table trying to dissociate my mind from what I
was about to do and then a young man told me sternly,”you know I can’t perform
this procedure with your underwear on” and then I began topull it off. As I did
this a sense of guilt overwhelmed me, first I had pulled off my UND**RWEAR of
pleasure and now I was pulling it off to get rid of the stigma the pleasure had
brought…what a shame, I felt soexposed.
All through the times that I felt instruments coming in and out of
me, I kept thinking of the lady I had become and the hypocrite I hadtransformed
into. I let out a sigh, only if I can get through this I muttered… only if…and
then I felt a sharp pain pierce through the whole of my body, I screamed but
then the doctor told me to be quiet. I felt another pain but this time I bit my
lip and then the pain began to come in successions.
I instinctively knew that something was wrong but I was too weak
to talk or to move and then I heard the voices of Derrick and the doctor
talking about the fact that I was bleeding excessively.The pain was so
unbearable and I could feel myself getting weaker and weaker. With the last
strength in me, I pleaded with God”Oh Lord I’m so sorry for taking my under
wears off, please forgive me.” and I drifted into a world where the pain seemed
less hurtful andthe voices seemed more distant.
Friends, our bodies are the temples of the Lord… Do not take off
your UNDERWEAR whenthe time is not right. Lots of girls who gained admission
into the university as virgins eventually lost it so cheaply to guys who have
nothing to do with their destinies. In a bid to get a certificate, they sold
out a destiny that certificate cannot guarantee....she died long time ago..
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Too painful a story! This should serve as a remindal of our knowledge of the obvious.
ReplyDeleteHow I wish our freshers/young boys and girls in our societies should embrace nice forums as this and do justice to an educating, sensitizing and exposing blog as Diane's.
To you Diane, I want you to know that you are doing a good job, just keep the fire burning!