From the womb, I saw a very young lady who was going through so much pain and stress she was raped by her uncle and there was no one she could explain her situation to, her mother abandoned her with her father for reasons she cannot explain .
Her father on the other hand was a very busy and strict man who barely had time for her, it was from one place to the other, he had lots of travelings to do and he left her in the safe hands of her uncle (so he thought).
She was just ten (10) and the only friend she knew was her uncle, he drops her at school and picks her up, he cooks for her and bathes her, one day he called her into his room and asked her to remove her cloth and lie down on his bed, she did it very fast and smiled, he then removed his belt and violated her.
It was a painful experience for her but she still could not explain what it meant, she cried and he told her that it was only going to pain her for the first time, she will enjoy it with time. The second time it happened, she did not enjoy it either as it was painful as well, she cried and she said she did not want to go through it again but he bought her Ice cream and other things she liked as he promised her she will like it with time.
After two years, it has become a normal act it happens everyday of the week except when her father was at home. There were times she tried talking to her Dad about how she has fun with her uncle in his absence but he gets interrupted because he has to receive an urgent call from the office.
Those times when she did not have the opportunity to have sex with her uncle, she usually gets uncomfortable.
She is now twenty(20) and she has become a sex addict, she can't go through a day without having sex, she will try all in her power to seek alternatives just to keep her body in order.
Now she thinks of what has become of her and all that fills her mind is vengeance, she looks for ways to eliminate him totally or do worse things to the wicked man that has made her life this miserable.
She cries as she watches herself beg men for sex and even use inanimate objects to satisfy herself whenever she could not get the satisfaction from a man.
From the womb I watched innocently as the Lady cry all the time and I wish I could just fight for her, but what more can I do than to observe and share here on steemit. Thank you for reading, I remain your baby in the womb 
