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some vegetables for me and got me a set of jersey
underwear. They were nice and soft on my skin because

I was accustomed to wearing only cotton. With those on,

I couldn't stop rubbing my butt. It felt so soft and silky.
I would say that was their version of the stock exchange.

So, most times, she would take back a heavy load,
almost like the one she left home with. One Saturday,

someone put me to ride on a donkey because the journey

was long, and I was very tired. But suddenly that beast
took off at high speed. I could only hear people shouting

for me to hold on.

Someone finally caught it, with me hanging off to the

side. It was only by God's mercy that I didn't fall on the
road. I could have been killed or hurt badly because the

road was not paved and there were stones on it. Later

on, I was told that the Donkey that I was on was a male
chasing after a female. Good thing my foot was caught

in the stirrups or the saddle —otherwise, I would not be
here writing about it today.

I didn't think my family ever really loved me, and I
didn't know why. My brother would pinch me, every

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