HannahHitler:
geez! its called creative and imaginative writing. I wrote it. im telling the story of a hundred children out there.

This is what it feels like to be abused. take the message and move on. pheww. well I guess the heading it's misleading but still, if a five year old could talk, this is What she might say.

khome:
5 years ko, foetus ni

Gofwane:
i no know whether the op see us with tribal marks.

@Hannahitler, see the way i am looking ateew..........

khome:
Lol. Make them dey fool themselves

HannahHitler:
My name is Sara, my mummy call me Sara girl. I have two brothers and I am the first born. I am the only girl in my family. I love my mummy, I love my brothers but I don't like my Daddy.

I am five years old, last year I was four years old and that was when my daddy start to do bad things to me.

My daddy is a business man and my mummy work in government office. Last year I was four years old and one night my daddy came to my room in the night. He on the light and wake me up from sleep, I said "daddy, what happen?" And he said nothing, that he want to show me something.

My daddy brought out his pee pee from his trousers and started to rub it, then he said I should touch it. I don't want to but he drag my hand and put it on his pee pee.

Then my daddy ask me to suck it with my mouth, he put it inside my mouth and later he wee wee on my face. He remove my wrapper and cleaned the wee wee. He said I should not tell anybody or else he will take me to soldier boarding house.

My daddy start to do this to me every night. One night my daddy put his pee pee inside my bum bum. It was very painful, I cried very much but he cover my mouth. There was blood on my pant and the bed, daddy carried them, he say he will wash them.

The next day my daddy buy me new clothes, juice and biscuits but I do not want it, I just want him to stop.
My daddy told me that next time it will not pain me again but it's a lie, that night it still pain me and there was still blood.

Every night my daddy will not allow me to sleep, when I get to school I will sleep in class, I cannot hear what my teacher is saying. I used to carry first but now I am 35 over 40. My mummy beat me very well, my teacher too beat me, she said I use to know book but now I'm not serious again, she said it's like witch have carry my brain.

I cannot jump in school, I cannot play because my tummy always hurt me. I like Simi, she is my best friend but I cannot play with her again.

I always stay in class during break, I don't like to play again. One day I went to Simi house and I ask her.
"Simi does your daddy use his pee pee to play with your bum bum?"

Simi did not understand, she say her daddy carry her on her shoulder, he play with her and he hug her. I want Simi daddy, I don't like my daddy. Why did I have a bad daddy? Is it because I am a bad girl. My mummy say I am a bad girl.

One day I kneel down in my room, my mummy say I should always tell God my problem. I tell God how my daddy make me cry but He does not answer because that night daddy came again. I tell him it's paining me and he say he will do it in the back and that one will not pain me, but he lied again, that one too pain me very well.

I want to die, I want to run away but my mummy, I love my mummy.

One Sunday I want to go and wee wee and I pass big people church, and I hear big pastor say many people only complain to God, they don't ask. He say we should ask and it shall be given and so that night I don't complain, I kneel down and I ask, I ask God to take away my daddy, I don't like him, he hurt me and he should not come back to the house. He should go away.

For the first time in a year, I sleep very well. My daddy did not come. When I wake up, I see people in our house, my mummy is on the floor crying. I ask her what happen, they did not want to tell me. Later she told us that daddy has gone to heaven, he had accident.

My daddy is a bad man, he cannot be in heaven, he is in hell fire, but as I see my mummy crying, I start crying too because I am the one that kill my daddy. Did I kill my daddy

HannahHitler:
geez! its called creative and imaginative writing. I wrote it. im telling the story of a hundred children out there.

This is what it feels like to be abused. take the message and move on. pheww. well I guess the heading it's misleading but still, if a five year old could talk, this is What she might say.

Budex40:


You are telling the Story of Female children out there not Boys. Its a shame society turns a blind eye to the predicarment of Boys who are victims of RAPE. Nobody is telling their own Story.

Budex40:


You are telling the Story of Female children out there not Boys. Its a shame society turns a blind eye to the predicarment of Boys who are victims of RAPE. Nobody is telling their own Story.

Salmanazer12:



Agreed. But aren't boys better quipped to tell their own stories? Why not do it, if you have a story to tell. There is no need to get mad at girls for maintaining their own perspective.

Budex40:


I hope u read my comment with full comprehension. FYI, society doesnt give a single fvck about the male child. Male children are treated as disposable. Male children experience sexual abuse @ a very young age but CANT talk about it as Adults. There are Guys here who have experience "something" with an Aunty, Mummy's friend or even the House maid when they were young.

How about FEMALE GENITAL MUTILATION ? It gets mainstream recognition but nobody is talking about MALE CIRCUMSICION which is literally killing some babies and making them have small/malformed pen*s as Adults

HannahHitler:
Men should speak up like women have done. It's logical for men to have everything going on for them but still be jealous or narcissistic and want the only thing females have going for them. I hate all form of sexual abuse and I stand against it but I've only met boys who were very proud of the sexcapedes they had with their 28year old teacher while they were 11. I never met anyone damaged by it, just proud arrogant bunch who tell me proudly about how they started to fvck early. If you have a different perspective then speak up.

God knows I will skin any one, male or female that molests any of my kids, male or female.

About circumcision, even Western countries practice it because it's not harmful to the make child when done properly. It has no effect whatsoever and the extra skin cut off is not really needed in fact it is cleaner to cut it off for cleanliness sake but the clitoris that is cut off in females, hmmmmmm...

Budex40:


Who told u circumcision is NOT harmful to the male child Have u ever watched a video in which a male child has been circumcised before ?? Do u know the pain these Babies are made to go through ?? And what gives u the impression that the male child doesnt need the foreskin ?? Do u think nature is stupid for putting it there
I just pity ignorant Men who put their boys through these nonsense procedure.

If men begin to talk about their problems, u females would b the first to shout it down. Men arent allowed to speak for themselves or about their problems and u know this. No wonder suicide rates are higher among men than women. Apart from the fact that Men are expected so die so that u females get to live. (Someone here would begin to call this hate speech)


Since d guys u've met claimed to enjoy being raped, does it justify the stupidity of the rapist ??
Why do u think we have soo many fvck boys and yoruba demons ?? Do ur research and u'll find out that 99% of them were molested as kids. Dont u think there's a connection to this ??

Budex40:


I hope u read my comment with full comprehension. FYI, society doesnt give a single fvck about the male child. Male children are treated as disposable. Male children experience sexual abuse @ a very young age but CANT talk about it as Adults. There are Guys here who have experience "something" with an Aunty, Mummy's friend or even the House maid when they were young.

How about FEMALE GENITAL MUTILATION ? It gets mainstream recognition but nobody is talking about MALE CIRCUMSICION which is literally killing some babies and making them have small/malformed pen*s as Adults

HannahHitler:
geez! its called creative and imaginative writing. I wrote it. im telling the story of a hundred children out there.

This is what it feels like to be abused. take the message and move on. pheww. well I guess the heading it's misleading but still, if a five year old could talk, this is What she might say.

My name is Sara, my mummy call me Sara girl. I have two brothers and I am the first born. I am the only girl in my family. I love my mummy, I love my brothers but I don't like my Daddy.

I am five years old, last year I was four years old and that was when my daddy start to do bad things to me.

My daddy is a business man and my mummy work in government office. Last year I was four years old and one night my daddy came to my room in the night. He on the light and wake me up from sleep, I said "daddy, what happen?" And he said nothing, that he want to show me something.

My daddy brought out his pee pee from his trousers and started to rub it, then he said I should touch it. I don't want to but he drag my hand and put it on his pee pee.

Then my daddy ask me to suck it with my mouth, he put it inside my mouth and later he wee wee on my face. He remove my wrapper and cleaned the wee wee. He said I should not tell anybody or else he will take me to soldier boarding house.

My daddy start to do this to me every night. One night my daddy put his pee pee inside my bum bum. It was very painful, I cried very much but he cover my mouth. There was blood on my pant and the bed, daddy carried them, he say he will wash them.

The next day my daddy buy me new clothes, juice and biscuits but I do not want it, I just want him to stop.
My daddy told me that next time it will not pain me again but it's a lie, that night it still pain me and there was still blood.

Every night my daddy will not allow me to sleep, when I get to school I will sleep in class, I cannot hear what my teacher is saying. I used to carry first but now I am 35 over 40. My mummy beat me very well, my teacher too beat me, she said I use to know book but now I'm not serious again, she said it's like witch have carry my brain.

I cannot jump in school, I cannot play because my tummy always hurt me. I like Simi, she is my best friend but I cannot play with her again.

I always stay in class during break, I don't like to play again. One day I went to Simi house and I ask her.
"Simi does your daddy use his pee pee to play with your bum bum?"

Simi did not understand, she say her daddy carry her on her shoulder, he play with her and he hug her. I want Simi daddy, I don't like my daddy. Why did I have a bad daddy? Is it because I am a bad girl. My mummy say I am a bad girl.

One day I kneel down in my room, my mummy say I should always tell God my problem. I tell God how my daddy make me cry but He does not answer because that night daddy came again. I tell him it's paining me and he say he will do it in the back and that one will not pain me, but he lied again, that one too pain me very well.

I want to die, I want to run away but my mummy, I love my mummy.

One Sunday I want to go and wee wee and I pass big people church, and I hear big pastor say many people only complain to God, they don't ask. He say we should ask and it shall be given and so that night I don't complain, I kneel down and I ask, I ask God to take away my daddy, I don't like him, he hurt me and he should not come back to the house. He should go away.

For the first time in a year, I sleep very well. My daddy did not come. When I wake up, I see people in our house, my mummy is on the floor crying. I ask her what happen, they did not want to tell me. Later she told us that daddy has gone to heaven, he had accident.

My daddy is a bad man, he cannot be in heaven, he is in hell fire, but as I see my mummy crying, I start crying too because I am the one that kill my daddy. Did I kill my daddy