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N.B: This is a HALF-fiction!!
“On issues of life today, we will be talking
about a very
unusual but real life experience of a mother &
her 13year
old daughter. Actually, my guest has just
stepped into
the studio & will be sharing this sad sad story
with us.
Good evening Dr. Gloria Tito…”
Mariam always loved listening to Inspiration
FM
especially this particular programme. Every
evening she
would stretch out on her water-bed with her
Nokia E72
by her side & its headphones in her ears. She
was
addicted to radio & would’ve prefered to switch
on her
Sony SuperWoofer. Yet she dared not disturb
her daddy
who was probably watching Aljazeera News in
his room
or listening to jamz on his favourite Voice Of
America.
Her daddy. Mariam quickly erased him from
her mind.
“There were seven deaths just last week from
different
cases of sexual abuse on children across
Nigeria. In
this particular case, a man raped his 5year old
daughter
to death. He had finished with his 13year old
girl as
usual & decided to try her younger sister too.
When she
bleed to death, he threatened his older daughter
& told
her the lie to tell her mother. He even blamed
his wife
indirectly by saying that she chose her career
over their
children. It was about a week later that their
13year old
daughter began complaining of serious itching in
her
private part & told her everything that had
happened. At
first her mother did not believe it. Until a test
proved
that the itching was indeed gonorrhoea. She
ran mad
with rage that day. She eventually reported to
our Child
Protection Agency & we got him arrested”
Tears were flowing down Mariam’s face now.
Why was
the world so wicked? She could feel the pain
of the
13year old girl. She was an only child & she’d
always
wished she had a little brother or sister. Now,
she was
somehow relieved that she didn’t. Or how
would she
protect them from daddy? How would she
bear
watching daddy do the same to them?
“But it does not end there.” Dr. Tito
continued. “This
man is highly connected & contacted somebody in
government who apparently ordered the police
to
release him. He is a free man as we speak,
still denying
everything & his wife is shattered. Her inlaws
are
begging her to consider the family name. She
does not
know what to do.” The host, Chris, sighed &
said, “Okay,
the phone lines are open. Call us on… What
are your
reactions? What should this woman do now?
Are you a
victim? Please tell us your own story. Are
you a father
or mother sleeping with your child? We are
believing
God for confessions this evening. You can also
send
your texts to…”
Mariam was still listening in sorrowful silence.
Her own
dad had been fucking her since she was nine.
Her mom,
her dear mom had died of cancer last two
months.
Sometimes she wished she was an orphan. At
least,
there would be no daddy to cause her pain.
Pain was
what she felt each time her daddy slipped his big
cock
into her. Cock! She learnt the word from the
pornographic films he forced her to watch with
him from
time to time. “That man is a beast. What kind
of father
is that?”
She heard a caller sobbing. “He should be
killed! And
the poor innocent girl is dead… Oh my God!”
Mariam
wished she could die too. She only got confused
when
another caller was shouting in anger at Chris.
“You
people should tell us his name! Have they not
passed
the Freedom Of Information bill? Let these
animals be
named & shamed for Christ’s sake!!” Freedom
of… What
did that mean? Mariam kept thinking as
Inspiration FM
played “The Storm is Over” She loved this
song. But
wasn’t R.Kelly once accused of doing a
sextape with an
underage girl? She smiled at the irony.
“Chris, I know many Lagosians are angry.
Saying
crucify him, that he used his daughter for
rituals, that it
might be a spiritual or generational curse & all
that.” Dr.
Tito paused. “But let us look at this from
another angle.
This man & others like him need help. They
may have a
medical or psychological problem. I mean, they
could
be suffering from paedophilia. We come on
programmes
like this not only to help victims but also to
encourage
men like this to seek help on time. There is hope
for
them.”
Does daddy need help? Didn’t he always tell
her that
fucking her was a normal way of expressing his
fatherly
love for her? And yet he’d warn her never to
tell anyone
about it. Mariam wondered as she sneaked out
her
room. She couldn’t risk being heard. So she
tiptoed
down the passage to the toilet. Then she
switched off
her phone’s radio &…
“H-h-hello…” a frightened voice breaks into
Inspiration
FM. “Hello” Chris answers as gently as he
could while
Dr. Tito tilts her head towards the
speakerphone. The
studio is quiet now. “H-hello, I am 12years
old…” the
female voice is almost a whisper, sacred to
speak out.
You could feel her fear through the airwaves.
“My d-d-
daddy…” The very next second she screams
“Aaar
daddy!!!” Tu…tu…tu… The phone went dead.[b]N.B: This is a HALF-fiction!!
“On issues of life today, we will be talking
about a very
unusual but real life experience of a mother &
her 13year
old daughter. Actually, my guest has just
stepped into
the studio & will be sharing this sad sad story
with us.
Good evening Dr. Gloria Tito…”
Mariam always loved listening to Inspiration
FM
especially this particular programme. Every
evening she
would stretch out on her water-bed with her
Nokia E72
by her side & its headphones in her ears. She
was
addicted to radio & would’ve prefered to switch
on her
Sony SuperWoofer. Yet she dared not disturb
her daddy
who was probably watching Aljazeera News in
his room
or listening to jamz on his favourite Voice Of
America.
Her daddy. Mariam quickly erased him from
her mind.
“There were seven deaths just last week from
different
cases of sexual abuse on children across
Nigeria. In
this particular case, a man raped his 5year old
daughter
to death. He had finished with his 13year old
girl as
usual & decided to try her younger sister too.
When she
bleed to death, he threatened his older daughter
& told
her the lie to tell her mother. He even blamed
his wife
indirectly by saying that she chose her career
over their
children. It was about a week later that their
13year old
daughter began complaining of serious itching in
her
private part & told her everything that had
happened. At
first her mother did not believe it. Until a test
proved
that the itching was indeed gonorrhoea. She
ran mad
with rage that day. She eventually reported to
our Child
Protection Agency & we got him arrested”
Tears were flowing down Mariam’s face now.
Why was
the world so wicked? She could feel the pain
of the
13year old girl. She was an only child & she’d
always
wished she had a little brother or sister. Now,
she was
somehow relieved that she didn’t. Or how
would she
protect them from daddy? How would she
bear
watching daddy do the same to them?
“But it does not end there.” Dr. Tito
continued. “This
man is highly connected & contacted somebody in
government who apparently ordered the police
to
release him. He is a free man as we speak,
still denying
everything & his wife is shattered. Her inlaws
are
begging her to consider the family name. She
does not
know what to do.” The host, Chris, sighed &
said, “Okay,
the phone lines are open. Call us on… What
are your
reactions? What should this woman do now?
Are you a
victim? Please tell us your own story. Are
you a father
or mother sleeping with your child? We are
believing
God for confessions this evening. You can also
send
your texts to…”
Mariam was still listening in sorrowful silence.
Her own
dad had been fucking her since she was nine.
Her mom,
her dear mom had died of cancer last two
months.
Sometimes she wished she was an orphan. At
least,
there would be no daddy to cause her pain.
Pain was
what she felt each time her daddy slipped his big
cock
into her. Cock! She learnt the word from the
pornographic films he forced her to watch with
him from
time to time. “That man is a beast. What kind
of father
is that?”
She heard a caller sobbing. “He should be
killed! And
the poor innocent girl is dead… Oh my God!”
Mariam
wished she could die too. She only got confused
when
another caller was shouting in anger at Chris.
“You
people should tell us his name! Have they not
passed
the Freedom Of Information bill? Let these
animals be
named & shamed for Christ’s sake!!” Freedom
of… What
did that mean? Mariam kept thinking as
Inspiration FM
played “The Storm is Over” She loved this
song. But
wasn’t R.Kelly once accused of doing a
sextape with an
underage girl? She smiled at the irony.
“Chris, I know many Lagosians are angry.
Saying
crucify him, that he used his daughter for
rituals, that it
might be a spiritual or generational curse & all
that.” Dr.
Tito paused. “But let us look at this from
another angle.
This man & others like him need help. They
may have a
medical or psychological problem. I mean, they
could
be suffering from paedophilia. We come on
programmes
like this not only to help victims but also to
encourage
men like this to seek help on time. There is hope
for
them.”
Does daddy need help? Didn’t he always tell
her that
fucking her was a normal way of expressing his
fatherly
love for her? And yet he’d warn her never to
tell anyone
about it. Mariam wondered as she sneaked out
her
room. She couldn’t risk being heard. So she
tiptoed
down the passage to the toilet. Then she
switched off
her phone’s radio &…
“H-h-hello…” a frightened voice breaks into
Inspiration
FM. “Hello” Chris answers as gently as he
could while
Dr. Tito tilts her head towards the
speakerphone. The
studio is quiet now. “H-hello, I am 12years
old…” the
female voice is almost a whisper, sacred to
speak out.
You could feel her fear through the airwaves.
“My d-d-
daddy…” The very next second she screams
“Aaar
daddy!!!” Tu…tu…tu… The phone went dead.[/b]N.B: This is a HALF-fiction!!
“On issues of life today, we will be talking
about a very
unusual but real life experience of a mother &
her 13year
old daughter. Actually, my guest has just
stepped into
the studio & will be sharing this sad sad story
with us.
Good evening Dr. Gloria Tito…”
Mariam always loved listening to Inspiration
FM
especially this particular programme. Every
evening she
would stretch out on her water-bed with her
Nokia E72
by her side & its headphones in her ears. She
was
addicted to radio & would’ve prefered to switch
on her
Sony SuperWoofer. Yet she dared not disturb
her daddy
who was probably watching Aljazeera News in
his room
or listening to jamz on his favourite Voice Of
America.
Her daddy. Mariam quickly erased him from
her mind.
“There were seven deaths just last week from
different
cases of sexual abuse on children across
Nigeria. In
this particular case, a man raped his 5year old
daughter
to death. He had finished with his 13year old
girl as
usual & decided to try her younger sister too.
When she
bleed to death, he threatened his older daughter
& told
her the lie to tell her mother. He even blamed
his wife
indirectly by saying that she chose her career
over their
children. It was about a week later that their
13year old
daughter began complaining of serious itching in
her
private part & told her everything that had
happened. At
first her mother did not believe it. Until a test
proved
that the itching was indeed gonorrhoea. She
ran mad
with rage that day. She eventually reported to
our Child
Protection Agency & we got him arrested”
Tears were flowing down Mariam’s face now.
Why was
the world so wicked? She could feel the pain
of the
13year old girl. She was an only child & she’d
always
wished she had a little brother or sister. Now,
she was
somehow relieved that she didn’t. Or how
would she
protect them from daddy? How would she
bear
watching daddy do the same to them?
“But it does not end there.” Dr. Tito
continued. “This
man is highly connected & contacted somebody in
government who apparently ordered the police
to
release him. He is a free man as we speak,
still denying
everything & his wife is shattered. Her inlaws
are
begging her to consider the family name. She
does not
know what to do.” The host, Chris, sighed &
said, “Okay,
the phone lines are open. Call us on… What
are your
reactions? What should this woman do now?
Are you a
victim? Please tell us your own story. Are
you a father
or mother sleeping with your child? We are
believing
God for confessions this evening. You can also
send
your texts to…”
Mariam was still listening in sorrowful silence.
Her own
dad had been fucking her since she was nine.
Her mom,
her dear mom had died of cancer last two
months.
Sometimes she wished she was an orphan. At
least,
there would be no daddy to cause her pain.
Pain was
what she felt each time her daddy slipped his big
cock
into her. Cock! She learnt the word from the
pornographic films he forced her to watch with
him from
time to time. “That man is a beast. What kind
of father
is that?”
She heard a caller sobbing. “He should be
killed! And
the poor innocent girl is dead… Oh my God!”
Mariam
wished she could die too. She only got confused
when
another caller was shouting in anger at Chris.
“You
people should tell us his name! Have they not
passed
the Freedom Of Information bill? Let these
animals be
named & shamed for Christ’s sake!!” Freedom
of… What
did that mean? Mariam kept thinking as
Inspiration FM
played “The Storm is Over” She loved this
song. But
wasn’t R.Kelly once accused of doing a
sextape with an
underage girl? She smiled at the irony.
“Chris, I know many Lagosians are angry.
Saying
crucify him, that he used his daughter for
rituals, that it
might be a spiritual or generational curse & all
that.” Dr.
Tito paused. “But let us look at this from
another angle.
This man & others like him need help. They
may have a
medical or psychological problem. I mean, they
could
be suffering from paedophilia. We come on
programmes
like this not only to help victims but also to
encourage
men like this to seek help on time. There is hope
for
them.”
Does daddy need help? Didn’t he always tell
her that
fucking her was a normal way of expressing his
fatherly
love for her? And yet he’d warn her never to
tell anyone
about it. Mariam wondered as she sneaked out
her
room. She couldn’t risk being heard. So she
tiptoed
down the passage to the toilet. Then she
switched off
her phone’s radio &…
“H-h-hello…” a frightened voice breaks into
Inspiration
FM. “Hello” Chris answers as gently as he
could while
Dr. Tito tilts her head towards the
speakerphone. The
studio is quiet now. “H-hello, I am 12years
old…” the
female voice is almost a whisper, sacred to
speak out.
You could feel her fear through the airwaves.stor
“My d-d-
daddy…” The very next second she screams
“Aaar
daddy!!!” Tu…tu…tu… The phone went dead.

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