MY PASTOR TURNED ME INTO A PROSTITUTE
My name is Joy Akpoberi, a young girl from Delta state in Nigeria, I am the first child of my parents and I have four younger siblings, our father died when we were still small and our mother was struggling very hard to provide for us, her road side business was not providing enough for the five of us which made us to suffer lack and poverty and due to our situation I had to drop out of secondary school to join my mother in her road-side business, at that time we were attending a church in the neighborhood where we lived, the head pastor was so nice to our family, he was like a father to us, he gives us money and food stuffs, he was so nice to us that my mother never cease to mention his name in her prayer every day during our family morning devotion.
One day I went for mid-week Bible study and after the meeting the head pastor invited me into his office, when I came to his office he asked me how old I was then and I replied “I am 17 years old” then he asked me what plans do I have for my future? I told how I have been working hard to see if my mother’s business can grow so I can return back to school and finish my education and get a good job to support my family financially and he said that it was a good plan, then he became silent for few minutes then he asked me “would you like to study abroad?” I did not answer immediately because I do not have the slightest idea how that can be possible seen my family situation, then he went on to say he can help me travel out of the country to study, he gave me one week to think about it and told me not to tell anyone about our discussion not even my mother.
One week later I went back to the pastor and told him I will like to travel abroad to study then he told about a woman that will help me travel out of the country, then I said please sir I hope this has nothing to do with prostitution? He smiled and said No! he just want to help me achieve my dreams and I will not spend any money but will pay back the woman as soon as I get there and start working and the woman had to pay him for introducing me to the woman, he went on to tell me that the money he use to run his ministry and the cars he drives were given to him by his “daughters” who he helped to travel abroad and that they are all doing well, at that point I thought of him as a saint trying to help the poor never knew I was selling my soul to the devil, this man was a human trafficker using “church” to hide his criminal activities.
some days later we met with the woman who was from Edo state in Nigeria, she told me that there are 5 other girls including me that will be travelling with her and we will be travelling in few days’ time, so I went and lied to my mother about travelling with a friend to her village for a traditional wedding however I told my younger sister the truth but did not tell her that our pastor was involve, a day before I start the journey the pastor invited me to an hotel where he convinced me that it is ok to do the wrong thing for the right reason there he deflowered me and had sex with me, the next day I started my journey to hell.
The woman who my pastor sold me to, who is now our “madam” as popularly called told me and the other five girls that we will be traveling out through kaduna international airport in the northern part of Nigeria, when we got to kaduna she said security is tight that we need to cross border into a neighboring country called Niger Republic, when we got to Niger she kept us in a local guest house and told us that the airport director and his co-workers will be paying us a visit that evening which were all lies and we should do everything to please them even having sex with them so that they can let us travel through the airport, although we the girls refused at first but our “madam” told us that it is the only option we have and we cannot go back to Nigeria because the police of Niger will arrest, torture and jail us for life, so with fear and great pain we have to comply with her request, that is how we became sex slaves to our “madam” who sells us to men for sex every day.
We stayed in Niger republic for 6 months, that 6 months was a living hell for us, we were regularly raped and abused by men every day, from there we moved to Lybia and continued the sex slave business, one of the girls died after she collapsed when she was been gang raped by 12 men, a year later we entered Europe through Spain then our “madam” told us we must pay her €60.000.00 each in four years and to do that we must work as sex slave for her and if we don’t pay she will send assassins to kill all our family members, so we agreed to work for her as her sex slaves.
I am not writing this story to earn your pity because it is already too late to do so, right now I am pregnant for an Igbo Boy I met in Italy, he has been insisting we get married but I have been refusing to marry him because I am HIV positive, and maybe he and our baby are positive too, so I have not only succeeded in destroying my life but also that of an unborn child and a young man all thanks to an evil pastor who tricked me, and it hurts me to see many young men and women from Africa wasting away in the streets of Europe, many are destroying their lives and destiny all in the name of travelling abroad, yes things are very tough in Africa but travelling abroad at the expense of your soul and destiny is a decision that can make you live the rest of your life in shame, bitterness and regret.
SHARE THIS ON SOCIAL MEDIA
READ OTHER STORIES
