Not so many years after the incident but Yeah I have.

When I was little we had a live in help, with a medical condition that ended up making one of her legs a little bigger than the other, my mom was furthering her studies and picking her medical tabs while she helped out in the house chores, we will call her Ada.

At the time Ada started living with us, she was in her early twenties or late teens and I was 8 years. I noticed she was only kinder to my siblings and I when my Parents are around but the moment they leave for work, Ada becomes the boss and us her slaves. One time she gave me money from her medical upkeep money to buy pepper soup and if you live here, they only sell that at restaurants or beer parlours but definitely a place where an 8 year old has no business going.

While I was there waiting to be attended to, one of the men put me on his laps and literally tried forcing his cigarette into my mouth to the amusement of his fellow drunks, he succeeded in putting it in but it hung on my lips limply cos I didn’t know what to do with it. I suppose the harassment would have continued had the owner of the bar not stepped out.

When I got back with Ada’s pepper-soup she offered no thanks but rather screamed at me for being late before sitting down to enjoy her meal, I was minding my business when she called me to go get her a glass of water, the demon in me laughed cos I went to the bathroom and peed a little to check the color, it was a bit yellow so I called my younger brother to pee in a cup, his was clearer than mine so I mixed it with her water, I must have added too much cos after 3 gulps she asked me why the water was so Salty.