In my Primary Seven in 2009, I was the class captain. Many girls in the class were against me because I used to write their names under noise markers whenever they would make noise in class. Because I used to sit among boys, some of them would even report me to the Senior Woman teacher that I was seriously in love with the boys.
There was this girl in class who was my friend. Her mother used to sell cooked food in a nearby market. The girl was in sexual relationships with boys and wanted to initiate me in love affairs with boys.
One day after night prep at school, we moved to her mothers’ place in the market as we moved home. My other friends whom I used to move with on my way home left me behind.
After sometime, I realized that it was too dark for me to move alone as my home was quite far from the market. I asked the girl to escort me back home but she refused claiming that she had to attend to her mother’s customers who came to buy food.
Though I feared to move alone in the dark, I got courage to go home as I had no other option. I don’t know whether she had planned this with her friends who were boys but when I reached someway around the bush, a boy tried to rape me. I nearly fainted but I had to fight for myself. I screamed, fought and over powered the boy and ran away. Thank God, I was not raped.
From that day, I learnt never to over trust friends and never to move alone at night. Let’s have friends but let’s first look at ourselves.
