I am from a very poor family and my mum is the only one taking care of my three siblings and I with her petty trading, while my dad just lazes around our one room apartment which serves as our bedroom, parlor, kitchen etc.
I never had that parental love and care every child gets from their parents. I always took care of myself, advised myself, got whatever I wanted for myself by myself, even though my mum always tried her best to put food on the table and send us to school.
I was in my Junior Secondary School when this older bros started showing interest in me. He was like 10yrs older than I.
Even though I used to see him as an uncle, he started writing me love notes, bought me gifts like pants, textbooks, perfumes, cash etc, Things my parents couldn’t afford, so I started liking him and seeing him like a God sent. Then he started inviting me to his house and did some funny things to me each time I visited.
I was always struggling with him to stop. At times before he could even penetrate he would have released on me already. That was how I got pregnant at 15 years without knowing because to me I didn’t really do anything. After 3months neighbours started noticing some changes in me. My mum was not always around. My so-called boyfriend also noticed and took me for a pregnancy test which confirmed positive. He then took me for an abortion, but unfortunately the doctor did a bad job.
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