henergygirl:
Wow! This is actually an eye opener. Lots of things happen in churches.
Thanks bibi

You are welcome

mamindy:
Thanks for everything

You are welcome sweetheart! Thanks for following till the end o

ladyverere:
That beating no strong na. They should have whipped him senseless.

However, the religiousness of catholicism of allowing confession to a Priest is the main reason some of these perverts and wolves in sheep's clothing masquerading as Priest get away with their perversions and heinous crimes against young girls and boys. Their hearts are hardened cos they think God is too soft and ever ready to give them.

I think he ought to be castrated but sometimes the bad guys get away with the evil deeds.

smokeydrinky:
Nice one bibi, I thoroughly enjoyed it though I still feel the narrator might have exaggerated.

For instance, I have never seen a parish house with just a priest or with several female relatives or friends if priests but Wat do I know? I rarely go to parish houses anyway. The only time I ever went there was wen I was a lay reader ND u saw lots of priests and lots of workers, and a cook. So I keep wondering how fr Kenneth got away with all the meandering.

Anyway, people like him deserves to be exposed, and derobed.

Lesson for everyone. Youths and adults alike. Never allow the handshake pass the elbow when dealing with these men of God.

Thanks. He made everyone believe he was helping the girls so I think no one suspected him of such evil. Besides that if the other priests also have an evil heart like him then who would expose who? People tend to have too much faith in people perceived to be God's men.

MrAmerica:
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Nice one BibiJ...I must say this is an eye opener to Many not just young "naive" girls but parents and the society at large. I don't know why i kept feeling this must be a make-believe, or an imaginative thinking because its hard to believe

Thanks, it's been a while. It's actually a true life story.

souloho19:


Welcome, its a privilege to have u onboard

Thanks

crazygod:

Bros nice comment but na me be her top fan o. Make u hear now

tojahh:
Nice storyline as the last to comment after the last of father Kenneth I think the morals here would have been if father Kenneth is exposed because these are the people that spoilt the church of Christ. I had almost a similar issue while I was in school. A Reverend father was sleeping with my friends girlfriend, we got to know about it and it wasn't funny for the father, he was disgraced. Its so pathetic I tell you.

Thanks for the story all the way. Your top fan babe

Wow. I wish this particular father faced a worse fate but life is not fair.

Awww so you is my top fan? thank you for following the story to the end.

Epilogue

I went back to school and continued to squat with friends. I was lucky to have friends who supported me and I was able to pay for my final examinations. I wrote the exams, passed them and graduated with flying colors. After my service year, I got a good job in Port Harcourt and while there I got a call from Grace. She was still living with Father Kenneth and she had aborted another baby for him. She wanted to leave him but she couldn’t because he had tied her down with the false promise of educating her. I invited her over and she said she would find a way to come. A few days later, Grace was on her way to see me and we were both so happy to see each other again. The night she arrived, I made another discovery about Father Kenneth which proved how evil he was.

Grace had found a memory card while she was cleaning his room. The memory contained the videos of all the girls Father Kenneth had slept with, including me. She did not know what to do with it so she brought it to me. I was so shocked when I watched the videos and the angle of the shot showed that he had hidden his phone on the reading table which was adjacent to the bed. The video was so disheartening and tears came to my eyes. He had made sex videos of all the young girls in the house and I also saw videos of girls I didn’t know. But they all had one thing in common; they were young. I saw myself several videos of him having sex with me. I was so ashamed and I felt very unclean. There were videos of his niece, Grace, and so many others.

It was like watching a dirty porn. I also noticed that he didn’t use protection with any of the girls and I thanked my stars that he didn't inflict me with a deadly disease. There was also a video of him sleeping with siblings of the same mother although he had sex with the sisters on different days. The girls used to live with us in the parish house and I could remember how he used to think of them as dirty girls. We decided to destroy the memory card.


The Church protects its own and bringing such despicable act into light would only hurt innocent people. My parents would be devastated and I couldn’t let anyone see such disgusting videos of me. I advised Grace not to go back to him and she listened to me. But it wasn’t easy on her as she had no one to support her except for her widowed mother. For many years I carried this ache, bitterness, and fear in my heart. But I met a wonderful man who changed my views about men. He showed me that not all men are out there to take advantage of women. We got married, but the devil wanted to destroy my happiness by making it hard for me to conceive. I began to wonder if I couldn't conceive because of the abortion I did. Sometimes the fear of not being able to conceive as a result of an infection by Father Kenneth would creep into my thoughts. I was so bitter and sad but my husband stood by me. He continued to shower me with love and affections. While I was going through this trying times, I got a call from Father Kenneth, he was critically ill and he was calling to beg for my forgiveness. He thought he was going to die so he was trying to make amendments. I was so angry and I cussed him out before hanging up the call.

He never called me again but Grace told me that he was transferred to another state and that he survived the illness. Despite my past, I never lost faith that I would have a child. And God decided to remember me after praying and crying to him ceaselessly. Today, I am a mother and a wife with a successful career. I can only hope that my story will serve as a lesson to parents and young girls out there.



THE END


Thank you all for your comments, likes, and shares. Thanks for not giving up on the thread and I hope this story serves as an eye opener to parents, and people who have young children in their care.

bakeuhappy:
[hi bibijay123.. keep up the good work. I love this story and I wish you more inspiration to write.thanks for always sharing many new stories with me.

Thanks

Thanks for the invite bro, I am following

Adesina12:


But that shouldn't be only punishment he deserved

They should have castrated him and pour hot water on his JT

Wicked priest took advantage of poor teenage girls

God is too soft to some people ....God forgive me for this statement

God should have make his life a miserable one....

Well done bibitayo bibijay is 123

Yea he deserved a greater punishment but judgement is for God alone. So I am now 123

crazygod:
O boy. Bibijay this is action movie. I love it. The girl sense don come back. See beating. Hahahahaha

Lol he got served!

Continuation

Sharon began to act funny, sometimes she would throw up while we were teaching in the school. She kept spitting and she no longer wanted us to use Maggi while making soup. When I had my period for that month, hers didn’t come. I asked her if she was fine and she said she only had malaria. Not long after her sickness started, she packed her bags and went back to her school. I tried to reach her on phone but she did not pick my calls and father Kenneth also refused to talk about her. One evening she called me, she said she knew I was sleeping with father Kenneth and she also knew he was sleeping with the other girls. She said she had to leave because she was pregnant. She had aborted the pregnancy and she was never coming back. It was then that I realized my errors and I decided to leave him for good. Along the line, three of the village girls staying with us also got pregnant. During my stay in the house, I noticed that the young girls also behaved the way I did when I just met Father Kenneth. I was so ashamed of myself and I vowed to become a better person.

I wanted to leave but he refused to give me the money he collected from my account. It became a tug of war between us, I was trying to break free and he was doing everything he could to keep me with him. On several occasions, I saw the young girls going in and out of his room in the night. I was so miserable and all I wanted to do was to go back home. I started to pray, asking God to forgive me my sins. I kept asking for my money but he refused to give it to me. I lost my appetite for food and I grew very lean. I stopped attending Church because he would be the one preaching on the altar and I couldn’t stand that. I kept praying in private and begging God for forgiveness. The only time I came out of my room was when I need air or food.

A few weeks later, Father Kenneth began to send the girls back to their homes after taking their innocence. The girls came from poor homes and he had promised their parents to educate them and also give them a better life. Their parents had been too glad to let him take them because it meant having one less mouth to feed. The youngest of them was my favorite and I thought Father Kenneth wasn’t sleeping with her because she was so young. Father Kenneth brought another girl into the house after the young girls had been sent back home. She became his new chick while the youngest girl who was my favorite was left behind to cook and run errands. let’s call her name Grace.

Grace was like a baby sister to me and I loved her with the whole of my heart. She called me “Aunt Lizzy,” and she was so nice to me. So you can imagine how broken I was when this 16-year-old told me she was pregnant for father Kenneth.

“He deflowered me at 15, he makes me sleep with him all the time.” She had said, “He didn’t send me back home because I am carrying his child.”

I didn’t care that we were in the living room, I started to sob.

Then Father Kenneth and some members of the church walked into the living room.

“Lisa, why are you crying?” He asked.

I ignored him.

“Why are you crying?” He asked again.

“Am I crying with your eyes?” I snapped, still crying.

He shook his head, mockingly.

“All these young girls,” He muttered, “All they do is to follow boys around, maybe one of them broke her heart.” The last statement was directed at the people who with him.

“You are a mad man!” I said in anger and all the hurt I had stored inside rolled off my tongue. I said so many things, both the things he did to me and how he used the other girls. His new chick heard my voice and came into the living room. She took my hands and led me into my room. I was in the room until my anger began to wear off and that was when he came into the room. The new girl jumped up and locked the door immediately he walked in. He was so stunned and I also wondered why she locked the door.

“Why are you locking the door?” He asked, looking very said.

I knew he wanted to play the victim card on me again by the expression on his face. To my surprise, his new girlfriend raised up her hand and slapped him hard across his face. That was all the encouragement I needed. I slapped him too and bit him on his thigh. We pushed him to the ground, hitting him on every part of his body. He didn’t fight back or push us off him. We continued to beat him until Grace pounded on the door.

“Give me back my money!” I shouted. “I am leaving tomorrow”

When I looked at him lying on that floor, I realized that despite all we did to him he was not remorseful and he was unrepentant. He was only murmuring, begging for forgiveness but it didn’t come from his heart. The next day he gave me half of what he owed me, he said he couldn’t come up with everything. And he promised to give me the balance but till date he never did. His girlfriend and I packed our bags and we left the parish house. My only pain was leaving Grace behind.

Tbc

kikiwendy:
kai.. this Lisa girl just dey vex me ehn.. imagine a graduate behaving like a primary school baby.. the only way I'll support her is if she's under a spell

He manipulated her and remember that he was her first love.

crazygod:
Abeg stop blaming the Catholic priest...... I agree he was supposed to be blamed before the girl gained admission cos I assume she was young and naive but not when she's almost thru with university and still sleeping with the man after knowing this same man had slept with her sister and friend. This girl needs to be institutionalized. This is beyond naive. Abeg bibijay rename ur novel 'mumu 2.0'. This girl is really under some kind of spell. Rubbish.
But nice write up Bibi. U don't disappoint even if its a true story. I owe u a treat.

You don't know what young girls can do for love. He was way older and more experienced so he manipulated her. So how about that treat you mentioned?

StephanieElla24:
Nawaoo ...sone Fathers na dog ooo....is it by force to b ordained??This is really an eye opener.... Thanks Bibijay for this

Thanks sweetie. It's painful how people hide under the cloak of holiness to do evil.

johnwizey:
Ejhoor, edakun where is my bibi

I am here bro

Queensiju:
Bibiiiiiiiiii! We are waiting oooo. Hope you are good.

Yea I am good just a bit stressed out... How are you?

[quote author=diamondpepz post=58638853]Bibijay pls complete the story now...eh...biko[/quote

Pele. I have updated now we have just a chapter to go.