This Reader’s Mail Is A Must For Every Young Girl

Hmm, these are the kind of stories I like to post. Please
send us stories of mistakes you have made in the past, you never can tell how
many people you will be saving from doing so. You have made the mistake, the
younger generation shouldn’t make it, please let’s learn from your mistakes. Thank
you. Now back to the story of this 31-year old lady.

Please help me post this please. I have something in me that
is really burning inside of me and decided to share it with people as they say
a problem shared is half solved. I will try and make my sad story brief.

It all started when i got into the higher institution some
15 years ago. I was very young, naive, beautiful and vulnerable. Right from
secondary school days, I’ve always loved showbiz, partying n all, so getting
into poly was like i was let loose, at a very tender age of 16, left to stay
alone in such environment. In no time I made friends who were ‘big gurls’, we
became the talk of the campus in no time flying our colors everywhere we went.
We attended & even organized big bashes on campus.

Life was sweet I was having a blast, so I thought attending
classes was on a rare occasion as I felt I was too big to do so. we dated only
the biggest guyz(fishes) in town(strictly married men pls. was our slogan) with
only one aim – solely for the money, treats, gifts,etc. be it local or tokunbo
all the while i was between 16-17yrs.

OND was over n out of school with no results all carryovers
but i couldn’t care less. The ‘fun’ even became worse. we moved to rented
apartment in lekki and even had more recruits, where I jamed a tokunbo fish,
married with three kids, serviced him for the while he was in Nigeria even
traveled back with him before unluckily for me his wife found out. The affair
resulted in a pregnancy which i didn’t even hesitate to flush as soon as i got
back home and so I did with many other pregnancies I had for married men.

I continued living the life. It was so interesting little
did I know what I was doing.

Eventually I got married at 24. Thought I could easily get
the pregnancy I had always flushed, now its Six years after going on seven and
still no pregnancy not even for once. I know God must be very angry with me now
for having flushed about 12 pregnancies ( could be more lost count already).

Just decided to share my story with you all and especially
to young ladies out there who are into this same practice I beg you in the name
of God almighty STOP pls its for your own good. I know its difficult, but u’d
be glad you did in the long run. its not a fairy tale its Real. That’s my story
so far I pray God turns my story around for good.