CHILD MOLESTATION A NIGHTMARE

Theme: I stand against Child molestation/abuse/neglect
Creator: Sillyking Chyme

He didnt understand,
what did he do?
Why are they treating him the way they did?
Was it because he didn't like the man with the white chalk on his face.

He didn't like the fact that he always came around and his parents gave him all their foodstuffs.
He hated sleeping hungry and anytime this man came around, they magically went hungry for the night.

But today was a different thing.
His dad had called him and he excitedly entered the sitting room and sat on his lap as usual but was pushed violently,so hard that he bruised his knees while landing on the mud floor.

The pain shot up his legs and he immediately shrieked in pain
,he looked at his dad,
expecting to hear an explanation,
he looked at his mum,
she was mumbling and couldnt look him in the face.

The man with the white chalk took him to a corner of the house,
brought out a chain and bound him hands and legs.

He was so scared and confused.
It was raining and his knees hurt from the fall.
He was crying profusely while shivering under the cold.
Then the chalk man left the house again this time with more yams and fowls than ever before.

Ukelu.
Ukelu,his younger sister cAlled him,while waking him up,it was morning already.
Why are u chained?
What did u do to the chalk man?
I am hungry nna,
Mum and dad left the house before I could wake up.

But he was weak and shivering,he stared at his younger sis obele.
He used to be her guardian and would always crack her nuts when she got hungry.
"Fetch those nuts,let me crack for you"he said

Do you want to die?
Leave ukelu,his mum shouted.
They were back already ,
he is a wizard,
he will die of hunger so that he won't come back to the earth again to haunt us.
That is the only way.
She said dragging obele away.

Mama he said faintly
I am thirsty,
Mama,I am thir..
His words were stopped abruptly with a thunderous slap.
I don't know u,I dont know how u entered my belle. I am not your mama.

His dad didnt talk to him
He wasn't much of a talker,
he just spat and walked past the tree he was chained too.

Days grew into night.
Minutes into hours.
And hours into weeks.
He grew tired of staying hungry.
And would only survive on the bones obele occasionally stole out to give him .

He pAssed out twice.
But obele would always pour him water when her parents went to see the chalk man.

Then this funny man came.
He looked like the chalk man's assistant.
He was wearing neat clothes though and smelt good.
He had a device that emitted light which he flashed like lightning.
He was too weak to stare as he fell asleep again.
His clothes smelt of urine and poo.
He had gotten tired of crying.
The chains hurt.
The pains left when he slept,so he shut his eyes .

Then he was woken up this time again.
And it was not obele looking for company.
It was not the chalk man speaking incantations
It was that funny looking man with his master the chalk man,they removed the locks.
But something was odd,the chalk man was bound with the same chains.
And his parents too.

They made him stand up but his feets were week as they gave way and he collapsed but was quickly caught by this funny woman.
She carried him,reminded him of his mum.
He passed out again

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You see I survived because obele told the teachers in school the truth.
Somebody talked and somebody took action.
Every year kids undergo severe child abuse and many end up dying.
Because people didnt talk.

There are many men and ladies like the chalk man out there.
And we see them.
And mind our business.
I am a kid
I am also your responsibility.
I survived because someone talked.

Are you talking?
Are you taking action?
Are you for or against child abuse

#raisetheawareness
#stopchildabuse
#life
#fictionwriters
#savethelittlechildren