I started sleeping with D0GS at the age of 16. My name is Amanda, and this is my story. A story I wish I never told anyone, but I can’t keep hiding. Everyone needs to learn from my story.
If anyone told me that I would be sleeeping with dogs, just to make money. At the age of 16 I would not believe that, but it happened to me, and this was how I found myself in this situation.
I was born into a very poor family in lagos. when I say poor I mean very poor, my parents were struggling to eat including me, I was the only daughter and child.
My father was a security, he was paid a small amount. And my mother stayed at home with me. I stopped going to school because they couldn’t continue to pay me school fees.
Hunger was our fourth person in the family, it dealt with us like an army. But sadly my father died.
He died right at his work post, he could not bear it anymore. My mom cried and cried. I cried even more.
After my father was buried, my mother was not the same anymore. She felt sick and died too.
I became an orphan, my uncle took our small property, claiming he was the rightful owner. And I was left in the street of Lagos. Sleeping under the bridge, inside the gutter, just to survive.
Life was dealing with me. I suffer, in fact I did all kind of quick jobs like breaking firewood and many more. it couldn’t help me. Sometimes I pray for late parents to come and take me.
But all this things changed one evening. I was selling my last orange, ready to got back to sleep under the bridge again.
A black car came and parked in my front. It was raining that evening. A lady came out of the car. Her name was Cynthia, I thought she was coming to buy orange.
“Why are you sitting alone under the rain. It late already” she says politely.
I told her I have no where to go, I told her that sleep under the bridge. Then she offered to take me to her place, but I rejected, because Lagos was a scary place, you can’t trust nobody.
“Do not be afraid, come with me, am not a bad person” Cynthia says to me.
Then I followed her, she gave me food at the house, she bought new clothes for me. For ones I felt like paradise.
I was enjoying the good things of life now. But after a week. Cynthia came with a total different topic.
She sat me down and told me. “I have been good to you, but you need to starting making money just like I do, can you work ?” Cynthia says.
“Yes, i answered, “I can do anything for you”
Then Cynthia told me about the job. “They are going to pay you plenty money. You will become rich. They are my clients. They don’t like women, but they need the woman to play with their pet” Cynthia says.
“I didn’t understand at first. “Play with their pets? I asked.
“Yes play with their dogs, like satisfy their D0gs” Cynthia says clearly.
Immediately I dropped the juice I was drinking, pouring on the ground. Immediately I felt like I was sitting with the devil.
“Never ! Never Cynthia ! So this is how you make your money. I would never Sle-p with dogs just to make money” I scream at her.
To be continued.
Based on a true l¡fe story.
If anyone told me that I would be sleeeping with dogs, just to make money. At the age of 16 I would not believe that, but it happened to me, and this was how I found myself in this situation.
I was born into a very poor family in lagos. when I say poor I mean very poor, my parents were struggling to eat including me, I was the only daughter and child.
My father was a security, he was paid a small amount. And my mother stayed at home with me. I stopped going to school because they couldn’t continue to pay me school fees.
Hunger was our fourth person in the family, it dealt with us like an army. But sadly my father died.
He died right at his work post, he could not bear it anymore. My mom cried and cried. I cried even more.
After my father was buried, my mother was not the same anymore. She felt sick and died too.
I became an orphan, my uncle took our small property, claiming he was the rightful owner. And I was left in the street of Lagos. Sleeping under the bridge, inside the gutter, just to survive.
Life was dealing with me. I suffer, in fact I did all kind of quick jobs like breaking firewood and many more. it couldn’t help me. Sometimes I pray for late parents to come and take me.
But all this things changed one evening. I was selling my last orange, ready to got back to sleep under the bridge again.
A black car came and parked in my front. It was raining that evening. A lady came out of the car. Her name was Cynthia, I thought she was coming to buy orange.
“Why are you sitting alone under the rain. It late already” she says politely.
I told her I have no where to go, I told her that sleep under the bridge. Then she offered to take me to her place, but I rejected, because Lagos was a scary place, you can’t trust nobody.
“Do not be afraid, come with me, am not a bad person” Cynthia says to me.
Then I followed her, she gave me food at the house, she bought new clothes for me. For ones I felt like paradise.
I was enjoying the good things of life now. But after a week. Cynthia came with a total different topic.
She sat me down and told me. “I have been good to you, but you need to starting making money just like I do, can you work ?” Cynthia says.
“Yes, i answered, “I can do anything for you”
Then Cynthia told me about the job. “They are going to pay you plenty money. You will become rich. They are my clients. They don’t like women, but they need the woman to play with their pet” Cynthia says.
“I didn’t understand at first. “Play with their pets? I asked.
“Yes play with their dogs, like satisfy their D0gs” Cynthia says clearly.
Immediately I dropped the juice I was drinking, pouring on the ground. Immediately I felt like I was sitting with the devil.
“Never ! Never Cynthia ! So this is how you make your money. I would never Sle-p with dogs just to make money” I scream at her.
To be continued.
Based on a true l¡fe story.
I started sleeping with D0GS at the age of 16. My name is Amanda, and this is my story. A story I wish I never told anyone, but I can’t keep hiding. Everyone needs to learn from my story.
If anyone told me that I would be sleeeping with dogs, just to make money. At the age of 16 I would not believe that, but it happened to me, and this was how I found myself in this situation.
I was born into a very poor family in lagos. when I say poor I mean very poor, my parents were struggling to eat including me, I was the only daughter and child.
My father was a security, he was paid a small amount. And my mother stayed at home with me. I stopped going to school because they couldn’t continue to pay me school fees.
Hunger was our fourth person in the family, it dealt with us like an army. But sadly my father died.
He died right at his work post, he could not bear it anymore. My mom cried and cried. I cried even more.
After my father was buried, my mother was not the same anymore. She felt sick and died too.
I became an orphan, my uncle took our small property, claiming he was the rightful owner. And I was left in the street of Lagos. Sleeping under the bridge, inside the gutter, just to survive.
Life was dealing with me. I suffer, in fact I did all kind of quick jobs like breaking firewood and many more. it couldn’t help me. Sometimes I pray for late parents to come and take me.
But all this things changed one evening. I was selling my last orange, ready to got back to sleep under the bridge again.
A black car came and parked in my front. It was raining that evening. A lady came out of the car. Her name was Cynthia, I thought she was coming to buy orange.
“Why are you sitting alone under the rain. It late already” she says politely.
I told her I have no where to go, I told her that sleep under the bridge. Then she offered to take me to her place, but I rejected, because Lagos was a scary place, you can’t trust nobody.
“Do not be afraid, come with me, am not a bad person” Cynthia says to me.
Then I followed her, she gave me food at the house, she bought new clothes for me. For ones I felt like paradise.
I was enjoying the good things of life now. But after a week. Cynthia came with a total different topic.
She sat me down and told me. “I have been good to you, but you need to starting making money just like I do, can you work ?” Cynthia says.
“Yes, i answered, “I can do anything for you”
Then Cynthia told me about the job. “They are going to pay you plenty money. You will become rich. They are my clients. They don’t like women, but they need the woman to play with their pet” Cynthia says.
“I didn’t understand at first. “Play with their pets? I asked.
“Yes play with their dogs, like satisfy their D0gs” Cynthia says clearly.
Immediately I dropped the juice I was drinking, pouring on the ground. Immediately I felt like I was sitting with the devil.
“Never ! Never Cynthia ! So this is how you make your money. I would never Sle-p with dogs just to make money” I scream at her.
To be continued.
Based on a true l¡fe story.
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