Inception

There are stories hidden in the corners of our hearts that are so deep they cause the soul to cringe. They are the stories we always find hard to tell, because they invoke painful memories or uncover dark and forgotten pasts. More commonly, we don’t tell them because we rarely find that friend who gives an ear we can trust. Mine is such a story.Whereas adolescence should be a time to look back at fondly, mine was otherwise. I was a young girl, only 15 years old when a close relative defiled me and denied me the pleasure of a normal mature life when I grew up.

It happened the night before my final school examinations, so my mind was tormented as I sat for my exams.Two years later, as a 17 year old I found myself by the side of the road, held at gunpoint by two soldiers who took turns raping me. While they were enjoying using my body, they were in reality deeply scarring my already broken soul further