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WAKE ME UP IM SLEEPING!

Hi Met, dis is Ms Riley. She is a Sergeant @ the St Anns Bay Police Station in St Ann. Dis woman tink she’s a hot gal & ppl on Facebook keep mking her feel like she is. I jus want these ppl to stp lying & tell the woman tht she stay bad n look like a duppy. I guess St Ann ppl are afraid of her bcuz she’s a police.

HOW MY MARRIAGE BECAME MY NIGHTMARE

There are so many fractions of life that need support and a voice. Of late a lot of violent stories have been released and it gives others a glimpse into the rampant lives of abuse in our society especially between couples who supposedly love each other.

The honeymoon period ended the day after we were married, six months from when we first met. Dehinde is about six foot and about 225 pounds in weight. I’m five foot four and 100 pounds. He grabbed me by the waist and lifted me up against the wall. He grabbed my hands and bent them backward, breaking one of my fingers. I was in shock. I was stunned. But I didn’t leave. A few hours after the incident, He broke into tears and told me how sorry he was. I loved him so much, so I believed him when he said it wouldn’t happen again. But life became hell after that.

For the next two months the abuse was nonstop. He kept me in a constant state of terror. I’m not a drinker, but he’d toss a bottle of beer in my face and say “drink”. He’d punch me in the stomach or kick me in the thigh if I didn’t. I started walking on tiptoes around him, fearful of everything I’d say and do. But it didn’t matter; the abuse continued.

He dislocated my shoulder several times. He’d lift me up by the ankles and bang my head against the floor in the living room. A part of me wanted to leave, but another part of me hesitated. Somehow I felt I was partially responsible for the abuse. If I hadn’t made a particular comment or if I had just sipped the alcohol everything would have been OK. And for the first few months he was apologetic after the beatings. He’d say he felt very bad and that he didn’t mean to hit me so hard. He’d actually cry sometimes and show such remorse that I’d forget my own pain.

He’d become romantic and sweet, and I’d fall in love with him all over again. I started to isolate myself from friends and family. I didn’t want them to know about the violence. I put on a happy face with my two kids and tried to act like things were fine. They knew about the violence but didn’t know the severity. When my mom wanted to see me, I’d lie, saying I was busy. I didn’t want her to see my bruises. I was embarrassed.

Sadly, the abuse worsened. The rapes began about two months after we were married. I was dressing for work when he came out of the shower and asked me where I was going. He didn’t wait for my answer. He threw me on the bed, sat on my stomach, pinned my arms up beside my head and ripped off my clothes. “If you want sex, wait until I get home tonight,” I said.

“You’ll do it when I want, and how I want,” was his response. It got worse after that. He would tie me up and put foreign objects such as necks of beer bottles into my vagina.

Five months into the marriage I endured beating after beating. While most of the assaults were done when my children weren’t home, I was worried that they might step in and try to protect me. If they did, they might get beaten, too. I began plotting our escape, but it was difficult. He had begun making threatening comments: “You can never get far enough away from me. I will always find you.

If I can’t have you, no one will.” I felt trapped.

How did I leave?

He had disappeared for three days. I didn’t know where he was. I thought he had been in an accident. I called his phone; he would answer but not say anything. He arrived home on the third night at about 1 a.m. and immediately started screaming at me that he didn’t appreciate me trying to track him down.

We were in the sitting room and he grabbed the landline-phone receiver and began to beat me in the face with it. His eyes were red and flashing like I’d never seen before. I ran to the bedroom, and he was right behind me. He picked me up over his head and threw me across the room twice. I broke my tailbone in the second fall. My 6-year-old daughter woke up. She must have heard something and came to see what was happening. She just stood there, stunned.

He looked at her and got scared for some reason. He went into the bathroom to pack his things. I found my phone, fighting the pain from the broken bone, limped to the living room, I then called my father since then I have not set my eyes on Dehinde.

KP DI LASHES

LONG TIME YUH NUH PUT UP PAN DI WALL OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO LOL…KP IS WHAT KINDA LASH DIS ? A DOE LIKE DI SHORTS OO BUT A FI UNNO TING AND IT ALWAYS FIT UNNO

WAS LOST AND IS STILL LOST

HAYYYY USAIN U LAWGE

WTF AFRICA- NO WORDS

A 45 year old Harare man is in trouble for allegedly r*pe and impragnating his 17 year old daughter ostensibly on instructions from his “ancestral spirits.”
The man reportedly s*xually attacked the teenage girl sometime in Jenuary, and she is now over eight months pregnant. on friday the man pleaded not guilty to a r*pe charge when he appeared before a Harare regional magistrate .
In his defence he told the court that his daughter was promiscuous and was possibly impragnated by someone in Bulawayo. He claimed she could have targeted him for chastising her over the issue.
Prosecutor Alan told the court that sometime in Jenuary, the teenager was left in the custody of her father as the mother traveled to their rural home.
According to the state, the family used to occupy a one roomed house in the high density suburbs and the complainant would sleep in the dinning room together with the landlord’s children.
But, on the day in question, the man is said to have arrived home at around 9pm and asked the complainant to serve him dinner. The court heard that immediately after the teenager entered the room, the man closed the door and told her that traditional spirits in him needed to be exorcised by sleeping with her.
It is alleged he then pulled her onto his bed and r*ped her once wihout protection. Last April 2012 the court heard, the man allegedly tried to s*xually assault her again after buying her beer, but she refused to drink it and escaped from the room after wrestling him.
As if that was not enough, the complainant went to Mhondoro , but the father followed her and allegedly attempted to r*pe her again, which is when his luck ran out.
The court heard that the teenager raised alarm and shouted at him, prompting her grandmother to enquire. She the spilled the beans, leading to the man’s arrest. The man was remandend in custory to friday.

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