Articles: My mom told me to sleep with men for family's sake, *be the Ruth of the family*

"...a girl isn't born a girl just to bear a different sex,my daughter. And especially in your case, u were not born just to complete the number of my children. From the day you were born,a glance at your beauty,I knew you were going to be our Ruth." Those were the exact words my mom had used on me that very day. She then sent me off to go and read the book of Ruth in the bible.

After I'd read it I didn't need no further explanation to understand what it was she was trying to tell me. I am the last of 6 children,5 of which were boys. Mom wanted me to use "what I have to get what the family needed;a radical financial change"


Getting our target was no difficult issue as mom has had it all planned out.The target would be my Dad's employer. He owned a chain of estates in Diobu. And Dad was a caretaker in one of his estates where we lived.I didn't like her choice considering that we've lived in his compound for almost 15years,and the relationship with his family and ours had become like a family's. The wife was always kind to Mom. But like a lamb up for sacrifice ,I didn't ask questions.

On one of the weekends, when the Landlord's wife and sons had gone for a weekend at their village , my mom took me to the landlord's house and...left me there. Up until date no one has really told me if the Landlord was also let in on the plan, because it had been as though he was waiting for me.

Everything went smoothly. Mom left, he came out from his room, then left again. He did that for about three times,until it started getting dark. Then he sent me off to the bathroom. And then he took me to his youngest son room, asked me to take off my clothes...and that was it.
I have never felt so cold hearted. I didn't cry,I didn't smile. It was the most emotionless moment in my life.

And I could swear the Landlord didn't feel nothing too. It was almost as though we were both simply doing our duties. In the morning, he told me to bring him my credentials. He would later train me through school,do the same for my two brothers and employ my eldest brother in his factory.

Not for one day ever after did he ask me for sex again ! We almost never spoke again. All of his transactions were done with my mom. After I graduated, he referred me to his friend who gave me the Job in the bank where I work now. Truth be told,the Landlord became our Savior for years. Until,my eldest brother moved the family out of his compound and took up the responsibility. My Dad still lives there though, as his caretaker. But it all still boils down to him;the job my brother has,the one I have and the one my father retains were all as a result of what I did years ago.

It's almost seven years already now and I still can't get over it. I have a fiancé now,we just did our introduction, although a date for the marriage proper hasn't been chosen yet,but we're still going to get married . And I feel that I can't be at peace until I tell my fiancé about my family's monetary secret,especially after I leant that my Dad was also involved in my slaughter . He and his wife simply used me to do their job. I'm glad I could help my family in a way,only that it's stained me for life. I don't know if I should tell my husband-to-be.I don't have peace...!  I almost wish I was born a boy like my brothers.
Thank you Nora for posting."

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Pls N/b: #the life of a girl stories are true life stories of everyday girls who have been left very sensitive,and so your comments should heal and not scorch them. It is in no way related to the personal experiences of Nora Johnson.God bless you!