Dear IAB Associates,
My name is Tope, I have been in the East with my father and my brother has also been with my mother in the West. My parents have been separated for 10 years.
I was five years old when they separated and my bother was 12 years old.
I requested to spend the holiday with my mother having stayed away from her for that long and my father obliged me. It was fun staying with my mother with all the good and tasty food to eat and beautiful places to visit during my 2 months stay with her.
Tunji, my elder brother had been in school all the while and I had waited anxiously to see him after 10 years. Mum's phone rang one evening and it was Tunji. He said he will be home for the weekend and I was Happy to hear that.
When he came home, I ran to him and hugged him in excitement and he held on to me for about 3 munites and I tried to break loose from his grip though with no suspicion on my mind.
The next day, mum left for her shop leaving Tunji and I alone in the house and I was expecting a whole lot of stories from an elder brother so I hurriedly finish my chores and went to his room to see him. When I got in I saw him lying on the bed faced up and he asked me to sit beside him on the bed which I did. The first question he asked was " Do you have a boyfriend"? and I replied "No, that I did not need any". He asked me if I was still a virgin and I said yes and he smiled.
I tried to ask him about his school and studies but he did not reply me rather he kept on smiling. after a while I left his room wondering who he was and what he really is.
Three hour later, I perceived the smell of marijuana coming from his side of the house and I paced closer to his room and peeped through the window, behold! he was smoking the marijuana. In disappointment I walked back to my room.
when Mum returned in the evening, I reported the issue to her and the reply I got was a "good" slap on my face and a stern warning to mind my business if I wished to enjoy my stay in that house.
The next day was Sunday and no one went to service neither was there any acknowledgement that it was a Sunday even if we were Christians. A few hours later, mum left for some undisclosed destination leaving Tunji and I alone in the house again. I noticed Tunji shutting the entrance door and taking away the key but i could not ask him why because I was afraid of what his reaction might be.
Five minutes later he came to my room wearing only a pair of loose underwear with his eyes bloodshot and I became scared. He held me by my waist and told me to cooperate with him that even if I shouted that non of the neighbors would come to rescue me because it was not the first time some one would shout in that house. He tore my clothes and had his way.
It was a painful experience and I could not tell my mother or anyone else.
At the end of the holiday period, I returned my fathers house. My father noticed I was no longer a happy person and tried to persuade me to discuss my experiences during my stay with my mother but I avoided all discussion relating to that.
Few weeks later, I noticed I could not do my chores at home and there was no one else with us as my father had refused to take another wife since he separated from my mother. I fell sick and my father took me to see the family doctor who confirmed I was two months pregnant.
When I got the news, I was visibly shaken. My father was scared of losing me and tried to assure me he has forgiven me and promised to take care of me if only i could disclose the father of the baby to him.
I am scared of the consequences of the disclosure, if I did.
Please advice before I commit suicide.
