How my life was ruined because of a man i met through my blackberry smart phone

I became addicted to my blackberry and also my
social media applications, and since I had constant
access, I quickly gained enough followers, and
especially guys, mostly because I had a lot of erotic
pictures on my timeline, I was popular. Finally I felt I
was the main girl, everyone wanted to follow me...
My name is Lebogang , I am 26 years old, I never
graduated from the university, simply bcos I was
stupid and careless, on my 24th birthday, I received
a nice gift, it was a blackberry phone, I always
wanted one, it was like a right of passage, my ex-
boyfriend got it for me, he was a student like me,
didn't have a job, and I really never cared to ask as
he could afford it, my concern at that point was, yes I
had finally arrived.
Other girls in my hostel had blackberries and I would
always get pissed when I heard sounds of pings and
messages coming into their phones at all hours and I
would stare at my Nokia phone and wish I could
throw it away, but half bread they say is better than
none. I hoped and even fasted to get a blackberry
phone, but looking back now, if I had the opportunity,
I'd have a landline with no internet activity what so
ever.
Anyway I got the blackberry phone and even got free
BIS subscription, at that moment my life was
complete, no more going to the cyber cafes to check
my emails, my facebook or twitter, I had it all at my
finger tips, life indeed was complete, or so I thought.
I didn't care if it was virtual, it felt good, checking out
my profile and having well over 8,000 followers, more
than half of which were guys, but one particular guy
caught my attention, till this day I don't know what
made him stand out, but we got chatty, he sent me
direct messages and I replied, he was quiet a
gentleman , and I can't remember him ever asking
for a unclad picture unlike the rest of them, so this
made me comfortable with him, his name was Thato,
he said he was a doctor , I didn't have any cause to
doubt him, he had extensive knowledge and even
gave me some medical advice from time to time, we
eventually moved from twitter to BBM, we chatted all
the time, I got so comfortable with him, I gave him
my number, and that would come to be the biggest
mistake I ever made.
Thato called me every day, some days he called more
than once, at night he would call and I would lay on
my bed and have phone sex with him, his voice was
so soothing, he made me do things I never thought
possible, he had gained so much access into my
head, I realized later I had done some very sick and
twisted things just to please him, I would take unclad
pictures of myself, I would send him videos of me
touching myself in private, and send him voice notes
of me making moaning sounds and simulating
orgasms, and all this while we had not met, not face
to face at least, eventually I played into his hands, I
began pestering to meet him in person, at this point I
had lost my mind, I assumed I was in-love with him,
and when my boyfriend at the time broke up with
me, I really welcomed it, for me it meant no more
sneaking around.
Thato eventually agreed to come to Pretoria to meet
me, all this while he had made me to believe he was
in Cape Town, and would take time off work to spend
a weekend with me in Pretoria, when I heard this I
was excited, he told me to book a reservation for him,
stating he would pay me back as soon as he arrived
and also he said it would make him more committed
to the visit and would convince him of my
seriousness, I bought it all, he was smart, he was
cunning, and I was stupid, oh how stupid I was. The
funny thing was I had sent him tons of pictures, and
all I had was just one picture of him, and whenever I
asked he would claim he wanted to be sure I loved
him for him, and not for his looks, and sheepishly I
would try to convince him of my undying love, and
would try to appease him with unclad pictures of my
body.
He eventually made it to pretoria, I met him at the
hotel, he was tall, handsome and had a wonderful
smile, he made love to me over and over, and
convinced me to spend the night with him, I told him
I couldn't, because I had a test the next morning,
now at this point I don't know what triggered his
anger, don't know if it was because I couldn't spend
the night, or maybe I said something else I can't
remember saying, but whatever it was, brought out a
very ugly side of him. He called me foul names, and
kept going on and on about how he always knew I
was cheap, and he knew I was sleeping with other
men, the same man whom had swept me away,
slammed me on the floor, he told me of how he had
shown his friends all my unclad pictures and how
they had watched the videos and listened to the
voice notes, he told me he had made a bet with his
friends, that I would actually pay for him to made
love with me, just to prove how stupid I was. Well
you can imagine how I felt, I was confused and
shocked, but I attempted to regain any little dignity I
had left, and so I tried to mouth off at him, suddenly
he punched me in the face, and I tripped over, and
hit my head on a stool.
The next thing I remember was waking up on the
bed, I was tied up, and he was staring at me, his eyes
were dark and he had a sinister smile on his lips, he
stood up and walked towards me ,I tried to scream
and realized my mouth was tapped, my head was
racing, the unfortunate part was that no one knew
where I was, he turned me over, and told me he was
going to teach me a lesson, at this point I was unclad,
he rapped me from behind, and I mean my anus, the
pain was mind blowing, I struggled, and he hit me,
when he was done he brought out a small blade, and
he looked at me for a minute and said, this scar is
going to always serve as a reminder, for girls like you
always trying to be more than you are, for stupid
fools like you.
He put the blade to my bosom and cut it off, and
anytime I think of it, I still feel the pain, it was like
nothing I had ever felt before, he was calm, like he
had done it a million times, I could feel the warm
blood dripping down my mutilated chest, tears of
fear and pain running down my face, and suddenly
he turned around again, this time all I saw was a
flash. I don't know how I survived it, but I woke up in
a hospital days after, well I was awake, but my eyes
were swollen shut, It took a couple of days for me to
open my one good eye, and realize d damage he had
done, he had plucked out my eye, and cut my face,
he had cut my breasts up real bad, they had to cut it
out, like I had cancer or something, there was no
record of who I was, coz he had taken everything, he
had taken my bag, containing everything I had even
the blackberry. I was able to tell the nurses about
what I could remember, and also give them my
mum's phone number, the hospital felt so much pity,
they actually treated me for free.
Anyway I was taken home after weeks at the hospital
to recuperate, it was tough, I was blind in one eye, I
had one chest and a hideous scar of my face, talk
about your sinage, he did a number on me, how
dumb was I, sometimes I wish he had killed me, but
there are fates worse than death, and I guess this is
one of them, he was gone without a trace, the receipt
from the hotel was in my name, so yes he had played
me from the start. I didn't dare go back to school, I
was sure everyone would have heard, and I was not
going to become a statistic, so I decided to stay
home, and mind my business, besides what do I need
an education for, I'd rather stay home, because there
is no rising from this, there is no happy ending to this
story, this is the simple ending, I was a victim of a
sexual predator, and I let him into my life period.
I take full responsibility for that, I was driven by
greed and lack of morals, I allowed myself fall into an
abyss, but well saying all this doesn't change
anything, it's a memory I will have to live with for the
rest of my life, well not a memory, because I look at
myself in the mirror everyday, who would want to see
a unclad picture of a woman with one chest, one eye,
and a stub.
I have decided to publish my story, because with the
rise of social media atrocities being committed, every
story can go a long way in saving a life, so while you
read, SHARE and help someone back to the right
path, these internet predators are real