You have probably heard the phrase ‘Unyama umewaingia binadamu’ and this rings true for one woman who has been gang raped thrice.
For Celine Njoki, things will never be the same again as she is constantly haunted by the faces of those who raped and sodomized her.
Recounting her ordeal on Switch TV she says,
“My first rape was two years ago after I was released from prison where I had been remanded for buying a second hand phone which I did not know had been stolen.
After my release, no one wanted to stay with me hence, I was stigmatized and my kids were traumatized, with no where to live I started loving on the streets.
When I got money we would sleep in a lodging and when I lacked I started sleeping on the streets.”
“One night I was gang raped by 12 men, while sleeping on the street, up to this day I do not know how my kids were able to sleep throughout the whole ordeal I do not know.
I was treated at Kenyatta National Hospital where I had three operations, and had my counseling sessions. Just when I thought that I was healing calamity struck again.
I now had a house in Lower Kabete, one night while walking towards home, I met some men who casually said ‘Hi’. Thinking that maybe they might know me I answered back in the affirmative.
A few steps away from them I heard them calling me back and ordered me to stop adding that ‘Ukijaribu kupita hapo tutakuua.’ One of them even showed me a gun.
Out of fear, I gave them my handbag and one of them sarcastically asked me who had told me they needed my handbag. One came on my right and one on my left and they ordered me to walk towards a place with a river. It was not the rainy season so the river was dry.
They raped me and sodomized me as if that was not bad enough they put sticks in my private parts it was around 9:30pm.”
Abused and helpless, Njoki goes on to sadly narrate that after gaining consciousness she discovered that they did not steal anything from her and that they just wanted to violate her.
“When I woke up it was around 11:30 pm, I called my sister in law and told her what had happened and where I was, I told her that if I managed to pull the sticks out of me, I would crawl; but if not then she would have to call somebody to come help me.
Eventually, help arrived and they first took me to police station and that is when my trauma started.
The police kept asking me what I had worn, if I knew them, If I had a grudge with anyone, the most humiliating thing was there was no privacy thus people who had come to report other cases, I was bleeding so bad as the molesters had cut me up, when the doctor saw me he frankly told me that I could not go back home and that I needed reconstructive surgery.”
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It is said that lightning does not strike the same place twice, but this time it did.
Just when Njoki was recovering from her second ordeal of gang rape, she was gang raped yet again. This time round it was worse than the first time.
“In 2018 when I was just recovering, I moved to a new house far from where I was living before. My children had traveled and on April 27th I heard people talking in the house and my first thought was ‘they might kill me, with the rains they might drown me.
They took me to the sitting room and raped me, sodomized me, broke glasses and cut me up, my thighs are full of marks, they put a rolling pin (mti ya kupika chapo) in my private parts and strangled me then left. Defeated and helpless, I called a friend and asked him to call an uber for me and when I went to the police station they asked me how come it is me who is always raped.”
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On how her life has changed since the ordeals, she say
“I can’t stand for long, I experienced a lot of stigmatization, I have to depend on friends too. I stopped working because I cannot sit for long, the stigma is real with some of my friends saying that I paid people to rape me so that I could get sympathy from people.”