The guessing game

Guess what this is about
Yes I will tell you
But first you must guess
The memory is still fresh

The first clue comes
When I walk past
A group of clueless idiots
Making sounds, silly noises

The second clue
One of them calls out
A strange name
Not even close

The third clue, here it is
I walk on, bearing no mind
To the calls and the “awos”
Knowing well their intention

The fourth clue, you follow?
I hear steps, running steps
Right behind so I scream
It’s too late I feel a hand

The fifth clue, you still there?
There’s two hands, then four
From there I lose count
A sharp pain, I faint

You still there? The sixth clue
I wake up cold, shivering
I look around, it is dark
Below me wet grass

Now the seventh clue
I stand up, and fall down
Legs are numb, and it hurts
Oh it hurts, yes it does

Guess the eighth clue?
I limp out of the bush
Oh the shame, I can’t bear
Force myself to go home

The ninth clue is depressing
I go home, can’t face them
All the men at the house
I know what they can do

The tenth clue is enlightening
I slip past into my room
Tie a knot and slip the noose
Keep guessing, I am gone!