Lesotho: It happened once but it was cruel abuse

Lesotho: It happened once but it was cruel abuse

Date: December 5, 2014
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*Trigger warning: Violence*

It was the 28th July 2012 and we were coming home from a funeral and it became dark while we were still on the way. I was with two other women; it was not that dark as people were still walking around. When we were still walking we heard somebody whistling but we did not hear where it was coming from and we just continued with our journey.

When we had just finished walking through the mountain and were above it we saw a person standing where we were supposed to pass. We were so afraid, especially because it was dark, but when he realised that we had seen him, he hid himself behind a nearby bush and we took the opportunity and walked very fast so that he would not see us anymore, but he was very clever because he hid where we were going to pass.

When we passed he hooted at us again and asked us to stop and we did not listen, we ran very fast. When he saw that we were running he also came very fast after us, we all ran together, but unfortunately I fell and they left me and that was when he caught me. I was so afraid and was crying, begging for his mercy, but he did not listen to anything, he pulled my jacket very hard and asked who I was and I told him. He said I should accompany him, to where I did not know and how could I accompany somebody I did not know and at that time of night, but he did not listen to me, he just pushed me and told me that I was going with him.

He was sticking his big stick in my stomach, he was doing it very hard and it was so so painful. We walked a very long distance until we got in to some bush and he just put me down and he told me that he was going to kill me if I did not cooperate. I was shaking and praying at the same time, I was so afraid. He asked me to cover my face with my jacket and said I should take off all my clothes. He said in a deep voice “you should remove everything you hear me, everythingÀ. I was crying at that time and I took off all my clothes while I was covering my face. He put me down and raped me; it was really the nightmare of my life. I have never felt that way in my entire life.

When he was done he told me to put my clothes on again, but I was still covering my face I do not know how I did it, but I put them on and he told he was taking me to a dam so that I could wash myself. It was very dark and the water was very cold, he told me to wash myself every where, it was very cold and the water was colder and I was bathing while he was standing just next to me. When I was done he ordered me to go. I was crying and ran like there was no tomorrow. I was afraid and thought he would come again and rape me. When I got home I did not know how to tell my husband, I was just crying and he tried to calm me down and asked me what happened, I told him and he took me to the chief and we reported the matter to the chief. The next morning my husband and other men went to that place where it all happened and luckily they found him, they took him to the police and he was arrested for rape. As I am writing this story, he is behind bars.

*Not her real name

This story is part of the “I” Stories series produced by the Gender Links News Service encouraging the view that speaking out can set you free.


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