THE STORY OF MY LIFE

   I am in absolute misery right now as I write this story. I took a decision some years ago and now, I will live to regret it for the rest of my life. My name is Ronke and I am twenty-three years old. I will live to curse the Dare, the man who ruined my entire life. 

   I come from a very good family. Though we are not very wealthy, we are morally upright and I am proud of my family But I have brought shame and disgrace to them with my actions that I now regret. If I could turn back the hands of the clock, I would do things differently. 

   I had just graduated from the university at a tender age of eighteen and my parents were proud of me. They want me to get a good paying job and begin a good life. This was what I had in mind, until I met Dare. That fateful morning, I was on my way to a job interview. I am sure that if I had gone for the interview that day, I would have gotten the job with the oil company. Unfortunately, as I was going to board a bus, a car stopped beside me and I bent over to see if the driver of the vehicle was someone I knew. To my surprise, I saw a very handsome young man smiling at me. His smile was so captivating that I fell in love with him immediately. Then he said, "Hello" to me and I was lost in his deep baritone voice, My knees turned jelly and I would have fallen if the car was not beside me to lean on. He told me his name was Dare and that he wanted to give me a ride to wherever I was going. I did not even object; I just got into the car and he started driving. We started discussing as if we had known each other for a long time. I totally forgot about the interview I was supposed to go for. I ended up in his bed that same day. 

   

From then onwards, there was no looking back for me. I fell head-over-heels in love with him. My parents then noticed that I had changed. I acted absent-mindedly whenever I was at home. They talked to me about getting a job, but when I told Dare, he said I did not need a job, that he would take good care of me. I should have refused him then and gone ahead to get a job, but, as stupid as I was, I listened to him and sat down at home, collecting money from him to take care of myself. 

   

Some months later, I found out that I was pregnant and I was very happy thinking that Dare would get married to me and we would live happily. I never knew Dare would be so callous as to do what he did to me. He seemed so nice, caring, kind and gentle. When 1 told him that I was carrying his baby, he gave me the biggest shock of my life. He denied being responsible for my pregnancy, calling me "a lying bitch." I was so flabbergasted that I just opened my mouth and nothing could come out of it. He then told me to get rid of the "bastard" in my womb and when I found my speech, I told him that I could not endanger my life in the process of having an abortion. He then told me that he already had a wife and three kids in the United States of America and that he loved his wife. He asked me to go and take care of myself. I asked what he was doing with me in the first place when he loved his wife as he claimed. He just stormed out of the house, leaving me there alone. 

 

  I never set my eyes on Dare after that day. It was like he just disappeared from the face of the earth. He is probably in America now with his wife and kids. I am now six months pregnant and my parents have kicked me out of the house because of the shame I have brought on them. I am now squatting with a friend of mine, with no money and no hope of taking care of the child I will soon give birth to. Anytime I think of my affairs with Dare, I blame myself and regret my stupidity. Had I known, I wouldn't have believed him.