As a kid,I grew up in a kind of family I
would describe as too disciplinary. My father would never let us out of
his sight,not even to play with other kids. My mother would always say
'you can go anywhere you want'. The minute you decide to practice her
words,she would ask you to either wash the "clean" dishes or dust the
sitting room. I guess she didn't want us to see her as the bad cop. Too
bad. I saw her as the cunning cop.
I always listened to the likes of craig david, McAnthony,
Osadebe ,oliver... I watched wrestlers like Undertaker,sean micheal,my
favorite was triple H. I watched television stations like NTA, Galaxy
,LTV. I ate biscuits like okin,coaster,crackers etc.
Thinking about it now, I think my cloths were way too long.it
covered my back and my chest to my neck.. if I didn't tie a "legion of
mary" scarf to church,my mother would drop an umbrella size hat on my
head. I always told my elder brother that if it ever started raining,I
was more than protected. I was only allowed to wave with half my fingers
to any friend I saw in church because according to my parents:
"They would teach you bad things and corrupt you". Hmmm
Am sending in this story because this is a different
non-bugging blog...the posts I read here always feel like it was written
for me.
When I turned 8,my mother said I would go and spend the weekend with her brother,my best uncle.
What a gift!
I didn't dispute. I wanted to leave the cage and fly with other birds. My uncle was a bachelor at the time though.
What a gift!
I didn't dispute. I wanted to leave the cage and fly with other birds. My uncle was a bachelor at the time though.
My birthday came. I had already packed my things a week
before.I always took the brush out of the bag everymorning and replaced
it when I was done. I did the same thing that morning. I brushed my hair
and cleaned my shoes about a hundred times before my uncle finally
came. I almost forgot to say goodbye to my brother. That was Friday
evening.
On Saturday morning,I was writing my basic science
assignment when my aunty came--my uncle and mum's youngest sister.. She
was wearing a 'see through' top. I could see her pink bra and her well
rounded breast. She asked me about my uncle and I told her he was at the
back,washing his car. I watched as she walked away swaying her hips.
When I felt she was out of sight,I went to the window and watched as she
hugged my uncle tightly. Truthfully,I wondered if they were really
siblings. They were coming inside and I quickly ran to sit with my
books.
That night,after eating dinner and having my bath, I lay on
the ground in my uncle's large sitting room with no chairs playing my
brick game. My uncle came in and put off the light saying it was time
for me to sleep. I put off the game and faced the wall. After sometime,
when i was drifting into the dreamland,my aunty came and mentioned my
name. I turned back when she was leaving then I heard her say
"She has slept".
She later came in with pillows and a duvet. I kept my eyes
slightly open. She shook my shoulders. I stayed still wondering why she
was intent on disturbing my beauty sleep. Minutes later, my 6feet uncle
came in and lay on the floor using one of the two pillows she brought.
She also lay beside him. They talked and laughed loudly. At a point,I
wanted to laugh at something he said but I quickly took my mind to one
annoying girl in class and I frowned. For the first time,I thanked God
for that girl's existence.
I was finally drifting to my subconscious when everywhere
went silent. I opened my eyes to the fullest and looked over my
shoulder. What I saw took the sleep off my eyes. My aunty was right on
top of my uncle and they kissing! Pls don't ask how I knew the activity,
I watched movies with my brother when my parents weren't home. I tried
to remember what aunty maria had told us in Sunday school about those
sexuals sins and the ones that concerned siblings.. Oh God!. My aunty
knelt straight and took off her nightwear exposing her breasts and my
uncle grabbed her breasts. I was dissappointed. I thought our aunties
and uncles and parents don't sin that's why there's so Sunday school for
them.
They exchanged positions and I kept hearing moanings till I
slept off. When I woke, I found my uncle entering the kitchen and I
said :
"Brother,Goodmorning sir. I want to go home this morning. I
am with my classmate's book and I told her I would bring it to Sunday
school" .I lied but I knew God would pardon that.
"Ok. Have your bath and get dressed"
Am sure I dashed to the bathroom before he finished the
sentence. I was so fast that in 30minutes,we were leaving the compound. I
got home and didn't say a word. My uncle kept looking at me like there
was something I wasn't saying. Actually,there was.
I wanted to say "you are no longer my best uncle because you have sinned against God".
Growing up,I have seen and heard worse but that doesn't
justify the both of them. I haven't told anyone this story. This blog
owner has forced it out of me. I don't know if I have sinned by not
doing anything about it but God help me. My mother showed me a link to
this blog so I won't put my name incase she reads it.
Thank you.
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