A REAL LIFE STORY AND EXPERIENCE

PART 5(FINAL PART)

"....When I woke up, I was lying on a bed, my boyfriend and all his belongings weren't there and his sister also. It was just my purse, phone and wrapper that was left with a drip in my hand.

For some seconds I felt it was a dream, I couldn't put up with the reality. I pinched myself to be sure it was reality and that was when I cried so loud. The nurses rushed and held me, asking me not to shout cos of other patients and for my health too.

I asked them to show me where he was kept and they told me that he has been deposited into the mortuary. I asked them to remove the drip so I can go and see him.

I got to the mortuary and I almost didn't recognize him, he had gotten darker and he looked entirely different. I couldn't go closer, I just turned it tears, went back to the ward, picked my stuffs and left.

The only money I had was N4,000 which was the money my boyfriend used to open an account for me. I got home and had my bathe. While bathing and crying, I was hearing sounds and movements in the room but I couldn't see anyone. I got scared

I went to see him at the mortuary everyday for three days and on the fourth day, I was told that his body has been taken by his family. I got home and kept having more scary experience so I told my madam about it at the shop and she suggested I come to stay with her.

Our rent already expired and my boyfriend was talking of renewing it before the accident happened and I have no money to renew it myself. I relocated to my madam's place.

It wasn't up to a week I packed into my madam's house, a call came in and it was from a woman who identified herself as his mom. She said she needs her son's house address so her children can come and carry his property. I banged the call, sent her the address and blocked her line.

I saw his burial poster the next week and was planning to go and pay my last respect but my madam and my colleagues discouraged me saying that it will endanger my life and I don't need anyone to tell me that his family is capable of killing me. I finally didn't go.

It's been 4 months living with my madam and it's been hell. Her husband keeps coming to disturb me at night for him to sleep with me. My madam on her own side has turned me to her maid, gives me food only once in a day and most times I get little or no sleep.

Her husband started being very mean to me and told my madam that he no longer wants me to live in their house with the claim that I disrespect him and he has been having scary dreams about me.

My madam has asked me to leave and all my plea has fallen on deaf ears. I went back to my boyfriend's house and another tenant was already occupying there. I just packed my things under the staircase at my madam's place and that's where I sleep now

I can't go back to my sister's place, the only option is to go back to my village to start life afresh but I don't even have any money to travel and I don't know what awaits me at the village.

I'm filled with suicide thoughts, I cry every single day, no one is looking out for me, death took away the only person that truly cared about me just when I thought luck has finally shined on me. I'm so lonely, hungry and depressed. I regret being born into this wicked world"

THE END