<p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p>PART 4 </p><p>MARCH 19TH</p><p><br/></p><p>Today is March 19th, and I feel happy, but I never knew that it was going to change my life forever.</p><p>My name is Bimbo, the mystery girl in this compound who stays in Apartment 7. The girl who was once cheerful and sweet, the girl who once had a bright smile that could light up every room she walked into. But something changed, something that broke her and made her lose her smile.</p><p><br/></p><p>There was a man who liked me and was always stalking me. I kept on refusing just because I wasn't ready and I didn't want to get involved with him.</p><p>He kept on begging. Unknown to me, he had other plans to make me his by force, but I kept on refusing because I was trying to protect my dignity.</p><p>However, the day my life changed was March 19th. He had studied my movements and knew when I went out to get something. On this day, something changed, an incident that I never thought was going to change me.</p><p>At exactly 11:30 p.m., he knocked on the door, but he was with an object to scare me, so I had to comply...</p><p>He came in and apologized for scaring me with a sharp object. He pretended to beg me and behaved like he was sorry, and he just wanted me to be his.</p><p>I told him I wasn't interested and shouted at him to leave because it was getting late. Unknown to me, my shouting only fueled his desires.</p><p>He blurted out,<em> “I like the sound of that, and it is making me want you.”</em></p><p>I tried scaring him away, but he saw that as an avenue. He brought out the knife just to scare me and pushed me towards the bed. I fought, I begged him, and he started laughing.</p><p>I stood up to run away, but he had already locked the door. He allowed me to stand up because he wanted to see what I was going to do.</p><p><br/></p><p>He came close to me and decided to take full advantage of my fear. He pushed me to the bed forcefully and tore my clothes because he was angry. </p><p>I begged him, but it fell on deaf ears. Anytime I tried pushing him away, I received a slap until I was weak, and he did whatever he was supposed to do. He looked at me with a smirk.</p><p>I whispered to him, “<em>Why did you do this?”</em></p><p>He just laughed and said, “<em>I have finally tasted what it is to be with a virgin.”</em></p><p>He touched his beard, saying, “<em>Don't you like the fact that you are now a woman?”</em></p><p><br/></p><p>Bimbo cried, not for days but for weeks.</p><p>That was how the presence came around. That was how she started feeling the presence in her room.</p><p>It became a very big part of her life. That was the only person she was talking to.</p><p>Since the abuse, she thought she had survived it. She found someone she thought she could be vulnerable with. She also told him about the presence. That was why the presence was angry that night.</p><p>He simply told her that it was the trauma affecting her, that it was just a psychological situation, and that it was just her thoughts speaking to her. She believed him because it was true, but she didn't know that he only told her that to ease her mind of the impending danger her thoughts must have sensed.</p><p>He said that just to calm her mind down and earn her trust.</p><p><br/></p><p>Once again, July 19th became the day that reopened all her wounds.</p><p>After Bimbo told the presence all about her past, which was actually her thoughts, she whispered, “<em>I should have listened to you if you had spoken calmly and not with anger.”</em></p><p>She told herself and the presence that she was going to listen to it from now on...</p><p>She decided she was going to leave that house because it had housed two of her painful events. One was on her bed, and the other was in her neighbour's room.</p><p>She never wanted to be reminded of anything in that compound.</p><p>She was named the mysterious woman, but nobody knew what happened to her after she trusted him.</p>