I Was Almost Pimped.

I Was Almost Pimped.

pimp, teenager, teensI was in my early teen years, still innocent, trusting and unassuming.  There was in our neighbourhood a lady who had become like a family friend and has gained trust in our home. She was a very jovial lady in her mid-thirties I believe. She never got unnoticed when she walked into a room; she had a way of throwing in some happiness and made everyone laugh with her jokes. I used to run errands for her go to the stores or just help her out when she needs my help. We spoke the same language so I just kind of saw her as a relative. My mum never objected, she is full of trust; she brought us up to help anyone who is in need of our help.
This day, I was home in the early evening when she came by and asked if I could accompany her to see a friend, my mum naturally agreed. So off we went and we chatted about everything from what I wanted to study to what I would love to be in future. I did not have any cause to raise an eyebrow or wonder. We got to her friend’s house, it happened to be a male. That didn’t bother me at all because it might be her boyfriend; she is old enough to have one.
When we got into the house he led us to the sitting room upstairs.  And when we got upstairs he invited us to another room which I discovered to be his bedroom. It was large and had a sitting area, I wondered a bit as to why they wanted me in there with them but dropped it since she was there with me. I refused to take my eyes off the TV, trying to mind my business. Suddenly it started; one of the greatest ordeals of my life, her “friend” walked up to me and started talking funny, I thought it was a joke until I looked around to discover my “big friend” was no longer in the room. Believe me; I cannot recall seeing her leave. Next thing this huge guy with hard short breaths pulled me from the sitting area and carried me into his bed. I started calling “my big friend” but it dawned on me, she was in the know of what was going on. I looked at the door and realized it was already latched. I knew I had to fight, how I would be able to stop this hefty guy from doing what he wanted was still unknown.

He put his hands on me, pleading and forcing, making annoying and frightening promises in between his short smelly breaths and pleas; I WAS SCARED! I thought to myself that if this guy had his way with me, I would probably not be able to walk again or I would die from bleeding. I kicked, hit, and fought to keep his hands off me. He held unto the waist of my jeans, struggling hard to undo the buttons, I cried and fought. My jeans had six buttons and he had undone two, in my fear I aimed hard with my knees and got him between his legs, and boy, did I really get him. He took his heavy, sweaty, smelly self-off me and held “himself”, groaning in pains. I ran to the door, quickly unlatched it, ran down stairs and saw “my big friend” waiting downstairs, sitting in front of the TV. I didn’t say a word, I just ran to the car (if I had cash on me I would have taken a taxi).

She joined me in the car few minutes later and we went home in silence- she didn’t say a word. That made me even angrier. How could she do this to me, how could she have wanted to use me this way after all the trust my family had in her? Of course now I know better, but I cannot help wondering how things would have been with me if they had succeeded. Thank God He delivered me from their wicked thoughts and plans.

When I got home I couldn’t tell my mum or dad… (Sounds familiar?). Couldn’t tell my brothers, I have three, which were all grown then, I was afraid they might kill her. I think I might have mentioned it to one of my sisters, not too sure.

These things happen every day; most times it does not end up like mine. We need to be careful, we need to be prayerful, we need to mind younger people under our influence, so they are not taken for granted, we need to teach and preach caution to them.  We need to love them and earn their trusts so they can share any and everything with us.

But I have to say I am grateful to God that He delivered me, He had mercy on me and did not allow me to be taken by the craftiness of the enemy, I know the real enemy behind this and I am glad I got the victory over him. Looking back, I can testify that God loves me, He didn’t allow what I could not bear to come upon me, and He made a way of escape for me, Halleluiah!

He disappointeth the devices of the crafty, so that their hands cannot perform their enterprise. Job-5:12 

There hath no temptation taken you but such as is common to man: but God is faithful, who will not suffer you to be tempted above that ye are able; but will with the temptation also make a way to escape, that ye may be able to bear it. 1Corinthians 10:13

The LORD was ready to save me: therefore we will sing my songs to the stringed instruments all the days of our life in the house of the LORD. Isaiah-38:20 

Do you have a story, can you relate to this?



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Ugochi Oritsejolomisan

Ugochi Oritsejolomisan

Ugochi Oritsejolomisan is a Christ-follower, wife to Benson, mother of 3 awesome boys, God's agent, speaker and blogger. Writing to inspire you for a better life in God! Find her on: google
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  1. […] home and almost got me raped because I refused to give in. You can read more about it here. […]

  2. First time visiting from SITS – This was a very deep introduction to your blog. I’m sure trust has been an issue for you ever since this horrible incident.

    I really wish the man and woman had been arrested. But I understand why you were too afraid to say anything to your family. But all children need to understand that sexual predators are monsters and all monsters need to be put in jail!

    1. Truth said, we need to create this awareness in every child, too many sick people walking the streets as normal today. Thanks for coming by and leaving this note.
      Have a great week ahead!

  3. What a horrific experience. I am so sorry this happened to you. You’re right; we need to take care of little ones in our charge.

    I am so glad you got away. You were watched over. Thank you having the courage to share your story. It matters.

    1. Amen! We do need to mind our little ones. Thanks a lot and have a great weekend! God bless!

  4. A frightening experience for one so young, I can’t for the life of me understand these sort of people, Be Well terence

    1. There are sick people walking our streets these days. Thanks a lot for coming by and leaving a note. Have a great weekend!

  5. What an amazing story of courage and bravery! I’m so relieved you got out of that situation. Your story reminds all of us as parents that we need to have these conversations with our children – and your story makes it easier for us to share and converse about. Thank you!

    And thanks for being a new follower of mine at feelLOVDeveryday. I’ve got a follow-up to your comment there. I’ll follow back through Linky Followers. Thanks for stopping by.

    1. We really do need to to talk with our children, Thanks a lot for coming by, leaving a note and following back too.
      Have a great weekend!

  6. HI Ugochi,
    Sorry such an awful thing had to happen to you, and at such a young age. But this cautionary tale, I’m sure, has made you both wise and stronger. I am curious though. Whatever happened to this ‘woman/’ Did she remain a friend to your family? Did she continue to come around? She really had a LOT OF NERVE! Is it possible that she tried the same thing with one of your sisters?
    God bless & have a blessed day!

    1. Yes I am stronger and wiser. As for The Woman, she died some years later…But I am certain she did not try it with my sisters. Thanks for coming by and leaving a note.
      Have a great weekend, and enjoy God’s grace!

  7. I’m sorry to hear this happened to you, but very glad you made it out. I’ve had some stuff go down that still til this day my family doesn’t know. No matter how open the communication, it is very difficult for a child to talk about a thing like this. But you know what, this experience made you stronger and wiser. Thanks for following, I’m following you back from Thursday Blog Hop.

    Michelle
    http://www.bigfoottribe.blogspot.com

    1. I believe some children would find it difficult to talk, but we could just try to open the lines, do our bit and trust God for the rest. And I am definitely stronger and wiser. Thanks a lot for coming by and leaving a note.
      Have a great weekend!

  8. Im sorry you had to go through such a horrible experience when you were younger. That’s unreal.
    Im so glad I keep to myself and I don’t trust anyone but my family with my children. (Not even my whole family either lol).
    I would die if I found out something like that happened to one of my children. 🙁
    I totally agree that the best prevention is by talking about it. Although it may not be a fun topic, its extremly important.
    Thanks for finding me, glad I found you. Returning the favor 🙂

    1. Oh I have learnt, I will teach my children “cautious” trust! It would really break my mom’s heart even now if she gets to know. We must talk about it, thanks for coming by and leaving this note.
      Have a great weekend!

  9. Oh praise God that he delivered you!
    I know I am a worrier at times but I am wondering, was there something that could have been done to alert you that something was wrong when you were invited to his bedroom? Such as just talking to you at a young age about how some men could be? It just bothers me that children feel they can’t tell, and I wonder if the parent had opened the line of communication ahead of time, would the child be more likely to talk?

    1. Of course something could have been done! I have a great mom and she did her best the way she knew how, but she never got to discuss such things with me, I don’t blame her, she didn’t know any better. She just trusts…
      We should learn to talk to our children about these things, really important. Thanks for the note Kendra.

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