MOLESTED! ( STACH Short Story Contest #25: I trusted him... look what he did to me)

He was in his late twenties, a teacher in the children's church, charming and loved by all.

I was eight. He became my hero. How glad I was when he began to show interest in me! I became his special little friend and he bought gifts for me, my Bro Daniels.

I was ten when he became my home tutor, then my lover. It was our secret. I was beautiful, our love would last forever, he promised.

Until the day I carelessly said something at the school counselling session. And Mrs Badejo prodded till everything came spilling out.

Next, my parents were summoned; the church was notified. Bro Daniels denied it all! He denied me. No one believed. "Such a good man!" all hailed. And it was not surprising.

In three months he was married! That was a surprise. It was then I realised how he had exploited me.

And so I lived with the stigma. I became the liar, the outcast, the pariah.

And here's my closest friend telling me she trusted her 7-year-old's private teacher, a male! And looking at me as if I had gone bunkers. Didn't she believe me too?

This is my entry for STACH's short story contest #25, a story in 199 words or less based on the prompt: I TRUSTED HIM... LOOK WHAT HE DID TO ME.

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