It was a dark silent night, on a Tuesday, I was coming from a friend's house. The remembrance of our gist made me smile to myself -though I always smile on every little chance I had to. Miles away from my friend's house and few distance to mine: I noticed a young man approaching me, his looks cautioned me and made me lost the aura that made me smile, I tried all I could to avoid him, but the more I do, the more vulnerable I seem.

Who could he be?, he was a bit rough with a questionable haircut -I think they call it 'afro', he wore a sleeveless top and a rag-like jean short -the one they termed 'crazy jean', with a canvas.

Right at that moment, fear was sent down my spine and it occupied me that I couldn't think of anything to do as rumors of bad deeds that happened on the path flash to my memories. The path I'm on was surrounded by bushes though with a lot of uncompleted buildings and the next  occupied neighborhood is out of sight.

I tried all I could to send fear out of my body and it seems I overcame, but on reaching him, he grabbed my hands and I managed to slip out of his hands and I take to my heels, but in few seconds he caught on and grabbed me, covered my mouth with one hand and held me with the other. I don't know what he is up to, if he's going to rob me, I had only my phone on me and I forgot my purse at home -that's what got me trekking, I could have board a bike.

Before I knew it, he head towards an uncompleted building though roofed but with no door, I struggled to shout but I couldn't make a sound as his palm covered my mouth and sealed my lips, when he seems relaxed and thought he has won over me, I managed to bite him and escape, but was stopped with his stretched hand, he slapped me immediately that I landed on the floor with my face down, before I could look up, he already unzip the rag he called short and jumped on me, I tried getting off and couldn't run beyond his reach. I was forced against my will to lie down and I gave up as I felt powerless and behold I was raped and was deflowered. I felt the pain in my bones plus the one I got from my hymen breaking.

My heart was choked and I felt that minute, my life was disarrayed, after few minutes, he left me helplessly on the ground and dashed away. I wept like that's going to be the last time I will cry, though the deed was done, but I felt the huge blow and an empty pit where something big and irreplaceable was taken. I found my way home and narrated the horrible experience to my sister who I was living with, she advised I go to the hospital of which I did the following day.

But ever since I wasn't the same again, I felt I'm irrelevant. What can I do please?, I need comfort and advice on how to get over my sense of irrelevancy.

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