It's My Life
My mother dies when I was 12 years and we didn’t know who my father was. We
had lived with my mother and two younger siblings in a not so well home. My mother
was a laborer, so we had a lot of problems. Now she was gone and I was left to care for
my brother and sister. I was in school and finding a job was next to impossible. I had to
leave school due to a lack of funds and try to bring food on the table. I had to beg from
food from neighbors who where sometimes unkind.
A time came when the neighbors gave up on me because they were tired of seeing
me on their doorsteps now and then. My mother’s family had abandoned her when she
got pregnant with me and so I had no one to turn to. We sometimes slept hungry. One
day, a man came to our home and found us sleeping on the ground, haven eaten no food.
My siblings were crying softly from hunger and I too was crying with them. When I tried
to ask the man for help, he offered me 50 shillings but first I had to agree to have sex
with him. I tried to plead with him not to give me such an option but he gave me no other
choice. I had to do it for my siblings even though I knew I would suffer. I did it for them
and night we at least had food for supper. From that day, I started having sex with both
men and women for food even though I suffered from it.
Up to now, my life is based on that same foundation, but at least now I am for only
one man as his mistress. He gives us food, shelter and he pays for our school fees. I don’
t enjoy this life but I have no choice. I have decided to speak out for all those with the
same problem for the whole world to know. I hope that out there such problems like
mine are getting a solution.
had lived with my mother and two younger siblings in a not so well home. My mother
was a laborer, so we had a lot of problems. Now she was gone and I was left to care for
my brother and sister. I was in school and finding a job was next to impossible. I had to
leave school due to a lack of funds and try to bring food on the table. I had to beg from
food from neighbors who where sometimes unkind.
A time came when the neighbors gave up on me because they were tired of seeing
me on their doorsteps now and then. My mother’s family had abandoned her when she
got pregnant with me and so I had no one to turn to. We sometimes slept hungry. One
day, a man came to our home and found us sleeping on the ground, haven eaten no food.
My siblings were crying softly from hunger and I too was crying with them. When I tried
to ask the man for help, he offered me 50 shillings but first I had to agree to have sex
with him. I tried to plead with him not to give me such an option but he gave me no other
choice. I had to do it for my siblings even though I knew I would suffer. I did it for them
and night we at least had food for supper. From that day, I started having sex with both
men and women for food even though I suffered from it.
Up to now, my life is based on that same foundation, but at least now I am for only
one man as his mistress. He gives us food, shelter and he pays for our school fees. I don’
t enjoy this life but I have no choice. I have decided to speak out for all those with the
same problem for the whole world to know. I hope that out there such problems like
mine are getting a solution.
Veronicah Muthoni Nderityh. Form 3. Kenya