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I lived with an abusive sister for 7 years. She had every means to hit me. Till date, I can& #39;t hear properly with my right ear because my sister pushed a fragile me to the wall and I landed my ear to it with blood oozing out. She did every type of beatings...
I lived with an abusive sister for 7 years. She had every means to hit me. Till date, I can& #39;t hear properly with my right ear because my sister pushed a fragile me to the wall and I landed my ear to it with blood oozing out. She did every type of beatings...
....you could imagine of. She hated me from birth because I was gonna have some privileges she never had. We lived with a single mother and mum practically loved me more than her. But it isn& #39;t my fault. And she didn& #39;t wanna realize that.
Because of hefty body weight, my sister would sit on me and beat the hell out of me. She broke and punctured my head few times with a stick, iron bar and belt. All because I was born. I don& #39;t even need to offend her before she would lash out her strength on me.
She beats me, threatens me that if I tell our mother, I will be beaten twice of what she just did. Under the same house, bruh. My sister had Hell in her hands and for real, I lived through thorough abuses. Different types. Most times, I just wanna die.
I was young and by some means, I usually have wet dreams. By the time I wake up to see my pee on the bed or mat, I will be praying to God to please kill me now before my sister wakes up. (We sleep in same room) And death never came, bro.
One unfortunate day, I had a wet dream. My sister woke up and saw it. Waited for me to get up and told me to clean it. I swear, I almost thought that wasn& #39;t my sister. Like who replaced her? Never knew what was coming. She waited patiently for my mum to leave.
In the afternoon same day, my sister called me to our room, instructed me to pull off my short which I complied and she took a new blade to start cutting my penis cap. I was crying not begging. She was doing that and telling not to "pee on the bed again". Damn
Blood everywhere from my penis cap. But no, she has to complete her mission of cruelty. She has to be satisfied with me dying in her hands. She has to make sure I suffer in agony. She was enjoying the pain I was going through from losing my manhood.
What I am happy today about is that, she didn& #39;t eventually castrate me. Because if she had done that, how will I produce offspring today? Damn! Even after we left my mom& #39;s place to live with a barren aunt, the abuse became more intensed than before.
I had no power to even defend the torture I went through from my sister and my barren aunt. Both of them made sure I wasn& #39;t human again. If my aunt ends her abuse on me, my sister will continue after she leaves home to us.
My sister just don& #39;t wanna see me live, I swear. Although, she never attempted or exhibited any murderous act towards me, but she made it seem so. My sister does nothing to encourage me hut beat me.
Funny thing is, I don& #39;t need to do anything for her to launch attacks on me. Have your head ever been stitched couple of times as a result of abuse? Man, I am a living example of that. And all these happened, my sister is always exonerated from it. Because I have to LIE....
.....that she wasn& #39;t the perpetrator. I had to LIE to save myself from another hell. She doesn& #39;t even punish me. No. It is heavy beatings. Every day of the 7 years we were together. Man, I remember every details of her abuse in my head till date.
I was strong enough not to go completely insane because I also had psychological torments from her. This same sister. Look, our mother had her when she was 17. And because of that, she was always on her because "born by mistake" mentality was with our mother.
I will be there, next thing, blood will be gushing out from my head. Because my sister is angry with me. What did I do? Little or no offense to amount to such abuse. Every day of my life, I still remember how many times I have had blood running down to my mouth from my head.
Lemme finish eating. I will continue.
There was a time my barren aunt didn& #39;t give us food for 3 days, locked the kitchen/store doors and travelled to Kano to ask my mother for upkeep money for both of us. Then, there was nothing like GSM. My same sister would go out to eat and leave me to suffer in strict hunger.
3 FULL DAYS, I DID NOT EAT ANY THING CLOSE TO FOOD. ALL I HAD WAS WATER, WATER, WATER AND WATER. But my sister would eat use her feminine privilege to eat from our neighbours. If I ever attempt to go out and beg, my sister would beat me and my hunger together.
When my aunt came back, she gave me bread and fried fish. I devoured the food like I was bred like a lion to eat preys. No hospital care, no "I& #39;m sorry for what I did to you", no remorse. In fact, she saved me from dying was her opinion for that cruelty.
Okay. Let& #39;s leave all that and come to recent times.
My sister (she just came back from UK in 2010) met Wale, fell in love with him against my mother& #39;s warnings and finally married him. I and this guy blended together, that I trusted him more than my sister. We became close. They did traditional. And she birthed him a son.
Now, let& #39;s come to 2012. Before that, I made some huge money (still very young) and leechers came into my life. In 2011. My in-law came to me that he could arrange SA visa for me. I believed his lying ass and he gracefully scammed of 250k. My sister didn& #39;t even say fim
Till date, I still believe she connived with him to scam me. I know my sister could do that. Even though she has her own money. But naaaah.... She could& #39;ve done that without a flinch. Till date, she didn& #39;t even support me that her (now former) husband scammed me.
Well, all this happened in all these years and I will stand on my ground anywhere that I have NEVER abused a woman. Never hated life. Never retaliated. Never gave up on being a good person that I have become. I still stay strong but the abuses still torment me till date.
Twitter fam, this is a REAL TRUE STORY. I didn& #39;t fabricate anything here. I didn& #39;t even exaggerate. All happened to me.
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A good friend said this after she came here to read my story. She described me in concise. This is who I am now.
