I was young and stupid🤦‍♀️Hi, my name is Vellie. I'm 21 now, but I'm going to tell you what I went through six years ago. I was 14. I lived in a remote indigenous village where we had to travel five hours by bus to reach the city. I grew up in a small house with only three rooms, and my parents had seven children. My oldest sister was pregnant at the time and stayed home with us without a husband, so my father had to be extra careful. In the village where we live, there were no jobs for young or old people, and almost everything was still done in the old-fashioned way. My father didn't work either, so we survived by hunting and on our small plot of land.My father was 55, and the stress of finding a mouth to feed caused him to work even harder, causing his health to deteriorate. My 17-year-old brother had to leave school to work in the neighborhood, where he carved wood. It was something, but not enough. My mother baked cassava bread and kvass to sell in the city, below the market.So you understand that I come from a large family who barely had anything to survive on.I met a nice man, yes, you read that right: a man! He told me he was 23, but he was actually 27, so he was lying for me, but he didn't know it. He came to my village for a walk because it was Indigenous People's Day. Through a cousin of mine, I learned that he liked me and wanted to talk to me. I went and we met, and his name was Disjon. I asked him what kind of work he did, and he said he was Military Police and was here on duty, but he was staying in a village further away from where we were. And I liked him because he said things I wanted to hear. He's an adult, so he understood me. So I thought, instead of getting into a relationship with a small boy from the village, I'd rather meet someone from the city, so I could at least make something of myself. This Disjon came to the party with a colleague of his, so my cousin kept her busy with him because she dreamed of joining the police force one day. I left them and went with Disjon a bit further away in his car to continue talking because it was way too crowded. This Disjon got me in the mood for a split second. I was young and stupid. I got that feeling for the first time, and I was curious, so we started having s*x. I was in love because I thought I'd found a good man. Mind you, where I live in the village, it's normal for girls over 14 to have a boyfriend and have s*x or even get pregnant.So I saw nothing wrong with being active at such a young age, except I was still a virgin, and he was my first. I didn't have a phone, so I stayed in touch with him through my sister from J2. He visited me every day and met my parents. They didn't accept him first because he's a Black Mang, but after he brought me dessert, rice, and of course, a crate of Parbo, they accepted him into the family. He took me swimming in his car at a creek further down the road where the other girls were going with their scooters, but I was high on the big wagi. I thought he was serious with me, really.One day, he came over in the evening and brought me a little pink iPhone, telling me it was mine, right in front of my sisters. I smelled jealousy because all my sisters had boyfriends, but they had J2s with dull cameras. So Disjon made a sarcastic remark that I'm going to take the best picture and that if anyone wants to take a picture with my iPhone, I should ask for money... Okay, and I wanted to turn it on, but he pulled me over and said, "Listen, that phone needs to be fixed. It won't turn on and it doesn't have a SIM card, nothing, so just hold on for me. When I get money, I'll fix it for you." I thought, "Why didn't you fix it first? Then you'll bring it to me." But he stayed quiet and didn't say anything because that conversation would get out of hand.Suddenly, weeks passed, and he barely came. He only came when he wanted s*x. If I didn't give him anything, we'd argue because he said, "Look how far away I've come, just to get nothing." My sister wouldn't lend me her phone because she thought I had an iPhone and laughed at me. I was so stressed that I started performing poorly at school. He stopped coming altogether. I called him on my cousin's phone, and he spoke as if he were with someone I didn't know had a wife and child. I called again and again, and that woman answered. And she cursed me out.I cried day and night because I trusted him and loved him. We had unprotected s*x, so I kept asking why Disjon did that to me. I tried to forget him, but I couldn't. And that heartbreak destroyed me inside because everyone laughed at me. I recorded Revenge and chatted with almost half of the boys in my village, giving them hope and love, and later..