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A story about my uncle skidrow
A story about my uncle skidrow









a story about my uncle skidrow

My parents had to travel to daddy’s hometown for a burial. I had no choice, my situation then was between the devil and the deep blue sea. She reminded me that the person I spoke about was my daddy’s younger brother. I didn’t know what really got into her, but she scolded me not to say such a thing again. On a day, I told my mother that I didn’t like how my uncle used to touch me. My parents mistook my attitude for pranks and they would scold me whenever he reported me. I guess I over did it because everybody noticed this. In my mind, I would wonder if it was a mistake or he was doing it deliberately.īecause I couldn’t really say I was scared to discuss it with anybody, not even with our housemaid then because we were a little close.

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Then, I really didn’t know how to place his behavior. He would touch my bum, and sometimes he would pretend it was a mistake, then, he would touch my breasts. Initially, my uncle was nice and he was just a normal uncle everyone would wish for.Īfter about a month or so that he came to stay with us, he started behaving funny towards me. My elder ones (both boys) were away in school leaving our housemaid and me in the house. I am the last of my parents’ three children.

a story about my uncle skidrow

He was a good uncle and very friendly with us.

a story about my uncle skidrow

My paternal uncle, my grandmother’s last born, then a youth corps member was posted to serve his fatherland where we were staying then, of course, it was natural for him to stay with us. I wasn’t really too mature for my age I was on the small side, but I had developed a woman’s body. This incident happened when I was in Senior Secondary School (High School) year 2. I am a final year student in one of the federal universities. But because they (my parents) trusted him and it would be my word against his, I could not tell anyone and, of course, he warned me that if I told anyone, he would deny it and deal with me. I was 14 years old when my uncle disvirgined me, right in my father’s house, under my parents’ nose.











A story about my uncle skidrow