You Raped Me But You Can't Break Me

Dear Doyin,

You took something valuable from me the day you forced yourself on me and stole my pride: my virginity.

For days, I sat in my room feeling desolate, depressed and helpless. For weeks I have nursed bitterness in my heart. I have taken out my bitterness on the male figures in my life despite their being supportive and their fighting for justice on my behalf.

You actions turned me from that homely, lively and agreeably pleasant girl next door into an unrecognizable monster and a hater of men. I won't let you create a beast out of me. I will be strong, sane and free of hate, as I take you and your affluent parents down.

The police are treating my rape with kid gloves, and I was reliably informed orders from above insisted that they close the case for lack of evidence.

This is not over, I can assure you. I'll keep pressing on until I get justice. My father's sack from work, most definitely engineered by your depraved and morally bankrupt father, has done nothing but strengthened my resolve.

Knowing fully well that I have absolutely nothing more to lose, I will pursue this case with everything I have in me. And if I fail to get redress in the courts because of our fantastically corrupt justice system, I'll take matters into my hands and come for your head.

Soon enough you will understand the gravity of you actions. You Raped me and broke me, but I have bounced back and now it's my turn to break you. Gear up for war. This bitch is coming to get you.

Abena.