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"Why they keep coming to me" [Writer's contest 2]

Woman sketch
Woman sketch
This is an entry for the Pulse writer's contest by Odetola Folaranmi Ismail. "...Do I blame my parent for feeding me too much or blame God for given me too much..."
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I am a young woman like every other woman out there who deserved to be loved and to be care for but all I get is the opposite in return each time I try to give them my all. It’s hard to be alone even if is best to be alone, and being alone is the easiest disease that kill faster than any disease in the world. Even when I try to make them my friend they always want more, more that so many of them don’t deserve.

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All they want to have is the body and forget about the heart and soul that carry the body. Do I blame my parent for feeding me too much or blame God for given me too much. I am a well trained lady with a perfect upbringing and a sound education. Is true every lady has her own magic that attracts people to her. But mine don’t seem to be magic anymore. It all started when I was in secondary school, I never noticed what I was becoming as a young lady who is just growing up, and maybe if I had known I would have done something about.

Mum never told me how risky it is for a young lady to have this kind of body. Am sure she’s trying not to create fears in me or makes me feel bad about myself. Every Part of me was growing like I was the only one eating all the food in the house. Am sure my father must have notice back then but what can he do nothing, to arrest the situation. I once overheard him and my mum talk about me and my body; they didn’t even know I was listening to them through the other door.

Mum made mention of how increasingly my breast and buttocks is becoming day by day and dad said he just want me to finish up my schooling early so I can get married and save him from the trouble of looking for who to marry me. I still don’t understand why they are so particular about my growth, isn’t normal for a girl to have a rapid growth though my elder sister is moderate in everything but I was bigger than she is that you can hardly tell if she is my elder sister. During my junior classes boys from the senior classes never stop coming over to ask me out, thank God for the little advice have gotten from my big niece who usually comes spent some time with us.

She must have known things like this would occur, because mum and dad still think am a young girl who doesn’t need to be talk to about sex. It was in my senior class that it became obvious to me. Every boys in school just want to make out with me because of my body, I can now see for myself what I have that every other in my class girl and in school don’t have. It was then I knew I had to keep myself, and my virginity becomes my responsibility. Apparently, is the only passport to prove my good self.

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NAME: Odetola Folaranmi Ismail

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