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In my early 20’s, a friend shared a story with me about this old Lebanese man who gave her a lift on the Accra-Tema motorway roundabout on a rainy day. She was working in Accra and needed the lift to make i t on time so she accepted. “ When we got to Trasacco junction, he started running his fingers on my thigh. I pushed his hand away, but he just laughed and said, you see the rain ? He took my hand again and put it on his thigh, just about an inch from his crotch. I tried pulling my hand away, but he said again, you see this rain? Then he said if I didn’t keep my hand there, he would drop me in the rain” She narrated. So she kept her hand on his crotch, rubbing it till she got to the end of the motorway where a car from her office was waiting to pick her up. About 2 weeks after she shared her nasty experience with me, I was also on my way home from the café at around 10:00pm when a man offered me a lift. He obviously wasn’t Ghanaian, from his appearance, and looking a...

I should have been around 7 years, perhaps 8 or 9, I don’t really remember. But I recall the incidents like it happened yesterday. My first encounter with everything close to sex was with family. He was about 3 years older than I was. So if I was 7, he was 10. On our usual hide and seek plays with my other cousins, he would make sure he hid somewhere where only I could find him, and when I did, he would do things to me.    I wasn’t exactly sure what was going on, and I don’t remember caring about it either so it continued, until my family moved to a different location. Occasionally he and my other cousins will come to visit us.  One afternoon, as we played the usual hide and seek game, when the other kids had gone in hiding, my mother found us in the kids’ room. He had his back on the bed, and I was sitting on him. I was laughing hysterically. My mother immediately pulled me up. I could sense the fear in her eyes. She told me she was going to tell my father abo...