I Begged For Death: A Harrowing Tale Of Survival In Libya’s S**x Trade

I Begged For Death: A Harrowing Tale Of Survival In Libya’s S**x Trade

I never imagined I’d be a victim of human trafficking. Growing up, I dismissed such tales as distant horrors, not something that could ever touch me. But here I am, a Libya returnee—one of the countless nameless faces swept up in the web of modern slavery…READ MORE…

I’m a graduate of Economics from a state university, where tuition is high, so I didn’t come from complete poverty. But five years after completing my NYSC, I still couldn’t find a job. Every application led to rejection, every opportunity came with strings attached—often tied to men demanding sexual favors. I tried my hand at hairdressing and tailoring, even teaching, but nothing took off.

When I heard of an opportunity to work as a maid abroad, I saw a glimmer of hope. A man I met during one of my many futile job hunts told me I could go to Spain through Libya. I was desperate and agreed. My family, though skeptical, helped me raise the required money, hoping this would change my life.

The Journey Through Hell
The journey to Libya was a nightmare I wouldn’t wish on anyone. From Kano to Agadez, we crossed the unforgiving desert, passing bodies of those who didn’t make it. But what awaited me in Libya made the desert look like a sanctuary.

The agent who promised me a better life had sold me into prostitution. The moment I arrived, I was stripped of my dignity. A Libyan woman declared me her property, and any resistance was met with threats of death.

I was forced to serve up to 25 men a day, treated worse than an animal. They abused us brutally, leaving my body torn and bleeding, with no care for our suffering. The money went straight to the madam, and we were left with nothing. I begged for death many times, as I felt my humanity slipping away with each passing day.

The Long Road Home
After nearly two years of this hell, hope came unexpectedly. Nigerian officials arrived, offering a way back home. Without hesitation, I ran to them, leaving behind the dreams of a better life in Europe.

Now, I’m back in Nigeria, trying to piece my life together. My story is a cautionary tale for anyone considering the perilous journey I once thought would lead to salvation. It’s a reminder of the hidden horrors that await in the shadows of desperation.

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