Drugged, raped and an unwanted pregnancy: the sad tale of a village girl’s experience in campus

I remember that day, it was filled with excitement. Finally, I was going to be free! No more "kukaliwa" by my parents. I was now a citizen, daughter of the soil, government's property. It took us the whole day to clear from the University of Nairobi (UoN) vice-chancellors court. We then headed to Hall 4, where I had been allocated a room. All the rooms were occupied.

By God’s grace, the then students Leader managed to forcefully get us the "reserved" rooms. My mum ensured that I had somewhere to lay my head before I saw her off, parting ways at the anniversary towers. As I walked back to the hostel, with 500pocket money, not knowing where the next meal will come from, it hit me that I was on my own.