MY UNCLE ‘MIDE.
I love my uncle ‘Mide
He has always been very supportive of me.
That one time in Junior school,
When I came home late
Because I followed Shewa
To her boyfriend’s house
My mum finished me
My dad took me to hell with his belt
Only my uncle ‘Mide understood me
And took me to his room to console me
He bought me sweets, chocolates
And my favorite drink and I slept well.
My Uncle Mide is the only one
Who understands me.
That one time in SS1
When I was caught cheating
In the exam hall
My mum gave me bruises
My dad gave me beatings that
Left scars on my fine body,
Only my Uncle ‘Mide understood
That I didn’t want to fail.
He took me to his room
To console me, he bought me pure bliss
and life at that moment felt like pure bliss
then I fell asleep in his room.
I woke up the next morning and
My body ached, especially down there
My Uncle ‘Mide was nowhere to be found
I went to school feeling unusually down.
I met my Uncle ‘Mide home alone after school
And I opened up to him as usual
But this time he didn’t console me as usual
He felt uneasy and didn’t look me in the eye
My Uncle ‘Mide wasn’t my Uncle ‘Mide.
He was a stranger, so I left to have my bath.
My bath was refreshing and I felt clean
After the long day at school stressed me
I walked out of the bathroom, with my
Towel tied around my developing breasts
And my Uncle ‘Mide was there, standing in
Front of me with unusually red eyes.
Uncle ‘Mide what’s wrong?
Uncle ‘Mide are you okay?
He kept mute.
He overpowered me and defiled me
It was painful, but there was no blood
It killed me to know that my own blood
Raped me, but it murdered me when I
Realized it wasn’t the first time.
I didn’t have the power to fight so I
Used the only way out, I ended my Uncle ‘Mide
With my hair scratcher stuck in my hair,
Blood, dark and red, everywhere.
I still love my Uncle ‘Mide though,
But I hope God loves him more, because
Giving him hell would be giving him mercy.
When my mum returned, I told her what happened
But she didn’t believe me, “what demon has possessed you”
She screamed, I cried, even more, my eyes were very heavy.
You killed my brother! My father yelled,
With a voice so thunderous.
Then he yelled to my mum, “your daughter is a witch!”
I was a demon and a witch and I didn’t even know it.
I was a victim and a child and they didn’t even care!
“My Uncle ‘Mide” is prose written by me, I believe a lot of grades of humans can learn a lot from this that’s why I’m sharing it again.
I hope it entertains and educates all who read it.
Thank you for reading.