Beginning of it all

At 21 years, I had met two boyfriends. One broke my virginity and the other was an older man that really taught me what love was. For some reasob, the one who broke my virginity was never what I dreamt of. Well we meet somewhere in a school compound while I was reading books in my high school. Hello, am Ben, am Martha, nice meeting you. You are my future wife, realy! Yes.

From that day, we became friends. We used to meet at that particular spot and I really loved the attention. He was the second man in the world to tell me sweet things. One day he invites me at their home, I gladly accept. He assured and promised me I would be his wife. With that excitement, I was welcomed with a glass of milk, and a donat. A photograph album followed. Minutes later, his two siblings came in and said hello. As if it was a planned move, they disappeared immediately. After my glass of milk, he invites me to his room, I was a bit hesitant but he assured me he had never had sex with anyone and that it would be after our  wedding. 

That sounded goodness and sweet, I trusted him fully. 15 minutes into his bedroom, he was allover me, he started touching me. I felt uncomfortable, he pushed me hard on the wall and promised it was not going to happen , that he was just enjoying touching me. Ben became alittle rough, he wanted to test off my knicker. Oh my God, I got scared, it was becoming serious. He succeeded in raping me. How I dispised him, I cried and hated him forever. I went home in years but did not say. That was the end of me and Ben. He tried reaching out, I closed my self out. He was the greatest mistake of my whole life.