My Bitter Experience on Valentine day

Last year, Valentine's Day was a very different experience for me. I was raped by someone I had been chatting with on Facebook. All my life, guys have never really liked me. Or should I say the guys I like don't like me back. So I was excited when this guy started messaging me. We chatted for a while, and he eventually asked me out.

A day before Valentine's Day which was on the 13 and on a Saturday, he invited me to his house in gateway Estate in Magodo phase 1 for the Valentine, I accepted and said I will come because I didn’t have any plans for that day. I said yes, and we agreed to meet on Valentine's Day.

I went to his house towards the evening on that particular day, which was on a Sunday after church service. I got to his house without any stress because he lives in a very popular vicinity. He gave me a very warm welcome, helped me with my handbag from the gate to his living room. Immediately, I noticed he leaves alone, I got scare but no way of escape. As soon as we got to the living room, he started touching me inappropriately, then I knew I was in a big trouble and when I tried to resist, he slapped me hard, and I passed out. When I woke up, I was already being raped by him, and he didn’t stop until he was done.

I was really looking forward to meeting a caring and responsive guy. But that day turned out to be the worst day of my life. After he was done with me in the living room, He took me to the bed and tie me to the bed, I was too helpless and begging for my release. He shut the door and locked it with key, about an hour later he came with a bag inside which was food. He removed what he untied me as then the time is 10pm I can’t even dare go back home. I was weeping and begging him not to arm me, he promised not touch me again and beg for my Forgiveness.

I noticed he took a drug while I was still awake, the rest was a story I never want to remember again in my life. The drug he to hasten his erectile function, this was how he was he raped me or say molested all night. I couldn’t sleep I was in pain and ties in my vagina, at exactly 5am I noticed he was far asleep. I pick the key from his pocket and tip toe to the door open and ran as far my legs could carry me. I was half naked because he had torn my clothes, I picked a cloth that was hanged outside in a compound along his street and run for my dear life.

I was so traumatized that I didn't report it to the police or tell anyone about the incident. I just wanted to forget that it ever happened. But the pain stayed with me long after the initial shock had faded. This Valentine's Day, I will be spending it with my family. I don't want to be alone in that hotel room again.

Am not happy to writing this but just to warn you, and to make young girls learn from my mistakes. Never trust a stranger, mostly the once you meet on social media, if there will be any need of meeting each other let it be in an open place, eatery, restaurant, sport centre and parks.