48-hours after our threat to Uncle Seun, we still haven’t heard any strange news from any member of our church. Casimir made up his mind to tell his story to the church on Sunday…. Sunday came quickly, but Casimir and I didn’t sit with the choristers. My siblings and I all sat together as we waited for the right moment to tell the whole church our tale… side of the pulpit….. The Assistant Pastor, came forward and asked if anybody had a testimony; a few hands went up and Casimir’s right hand was also up. From where I sat, I could see Uncle Seun, if only he knew what would befall him today. By the time he turned towards my direction, I quickly shifted my gaze so he won’t be suspicious. I couldn’t wait for other testifiers to round off, as Cassy was the last person to come to the By the time Cassy walked up to the pulpit, the whole church was silent. If one had dropped a pin on the floor, the sound would have been heard by many. Cassy picked up the microphone and began by greeting the elders of the church…… “Good morning people of God, good morning my pastors and elders of the church. I have a lot to say this morning to the hearing of the whole church, but it’s a pity that my biological parents are not here this day to hear the testimony of their only son. Whatever you are going to hear this morning is not fiction, it’s a true life story and I want each and every one of us to listen attentively. By the end of this testimony, please don’t recruit anybody into your hatred bank, love your neighbors as yourself while we trust the lord to keep building his church…… As you all know, my name is Casimir Aderopo, I am the first and only son of the General Overseer of this great church. (Casimir rolled his eyes to all corners of the church). It is one thing to be a pastor and it is another thing to be a father or a mother. I love my parents but after this testimony you all will decide with me if I still should have them as parents. (Haaaaaaaaaa!!!! The whole congregation chorused in unison). Please quiet everywhere; I grew up to meet lovely people as my parents. They Lagos before the lord brought them here. provided for my siblings and I, we lacked nothing good and beautiful. My parents never stayed out past 7pm except they are in church. They were both ministers in While they planted a new church here, they also attended other interstate conferences. My siblings and I were left to the care of one member of the church or the other, we never liked it but we had no choice. Ever since my sister started the boarding school, my parents never got to visit her for one day, they do not know the name of her class teachers up until now. While my parents travelled far and near, we had a particular aunty who stayed with us at home. We call her small mummy, she led my siblings to Christ and has been everything to us; a mother, a father, a sister, an aunty. We love her like our parents and she loves us too. She visits Zina at school during visiting days, she cooks for us and cleans our home. She thought us the bible and also taught us how to pray. While aunty Shade stayed with us, there was also a brother that comes to us once in a while, he keeps us company and he plays with us too. One of the days when my small mummy was not home, this brother came to our house. I thought he had come to keep us company as usual, but I was wrong. This brother slipped his right hand into my shorts and fiddled with my private part, I wanted to scream but he covered my mouth with his hand. I am just 12 years of age and I know I have reached the age of accountability but what I have seen in this my little life is too big for my mouth to say. I didn’t know how to explain my experience to anybody including small mummy and so I just kept quiet. He kept abusing me until the day he told me that having sex was sweeter than masturbating. I got back home thinking of all he said and I tried the experiment. I had sex with Sarah, my little sister. That night I couldn’t sleep, she was in pains. I watched my own sister lie in the pool of her own blood and I couldn’t help but weep. I was filled with pains and regrets, I managed to tell God not to allow my sister die in my hands and he actually listened. I used Sarah’s wrapper to hold her thighs, the blood now poured on the wrapper and gradually she just stopped bleeding. I begged her not to tell small mummy and she agreed, but every day she would come back home to say she was in pains, I reported to that brother that introduced me to this mess and he said if I keep having sex with her that she would stop having pains. I believed him and I continued having sex with my kid sister. The last sex we had in the sitting room was the last straw that broke the camel’s back. My elder sister came back home and caught us right in the act; that was what resorted to my confessions.
As we speak, that brother is engaged to small mummy and he is no other person than Oluwaseun Williams the choirmaster……………………….”
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