NaijaStories is pleased to present an online writing contest in recognition of new writers. This contest aims to create awareness to upcoming writers who have joined NaijaStories of a new level of professionalism that the site requires. Writers through this contest are given opportunities to put fort their best work and effort. This contest should … Continue reading The #ChallengeMe Contest For New Writers
All in a day’s work © Folakemi Emem-Akpan “You don’t seem to realize this story has a deadline.” My editor barked at me and for a moment, I wanted to disappear like smoke. I didn’t do that. Instead, I stared him boldly in the eye and told him what I knew he knew but … Continue reading All in a day’s work
Helplessly we clung to the voices of hope Because that was all we were left with. Dilapidated houses; a place we once called home. The sands were dry with shattered bones underneath. Our animals were gone; we wondered what next to eat. Resorting to humans gone; I often saw it brought to heat. A … Continue reading Death Of A Future’s Past
There she stood, waiting by the bus stop, when i saw her; wearing a flowered, pink jumpsuit with a collar made of jean. The jumpsuit cut off at her knees, revealing a pair of full, light-skinned legs ending gold sandals buckled at the ankles. She stood, arms crossed underneath her busts, watching other passers-by, mostly … Continue reading By the Bus Stop
I stabbed the elevator buttons a few more times and glanced at my watch again. Why is it taking forever? I began pacing in front of the elevator. A thousand thoughts racing through my mind. What if it was too late? What if she had already done it? Would the maid have found him by … Continue reading Elevator
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I laid down the flower with a note in my heart … All i did was stare … A thousand tears, yet ten thousand more … Confused, Afraid, Sad, … All my whispers, All my thoughts… All my reasons, All my hopes… To be sharing each sunrise and sunset with you… Good times, bad, see … Continue reading Rolled Stone
Words blistering so old. An Octogenarian growing older and cold. Steps that were untaken Steps that he wished he could have taken. A linesman;he watched from the sidelines. The flag was his,but he allowed the players to step on mines. Unlike the man in the ‘Black and White,he encouraged the tackles. The red and yellow … Continue reading And John Wept
Life is not always the way we want it. I broke up with the love of my life because i thought i could do better. Now I’m childless and alone at 39. It all started the day i went home to see my parent. “Abigail you’re not getting younger anymore.” My mother said and sat … Continue reading If Only I Knew
These two words are entwined with our future, Nigeria. Not because of their blatant abuse by political parties. For unknown to them they use it oblivious to it’s real meaning. Change and Progress all in this sad world of ours has it’s good and bad sides. Progress can show how a country has developed itself … Continue reading Change and Progress
She laughed off his request for her to spend the night and tried to maneuver past him but her attempt was the truly laughable event. He raised up the dangers of her leaving by public transportation so late at night and she countered him by reminding him that he owned several cars and that she … Continue reading Heads You Lose; Hearts You Win. (Part 3)
Saint Francis Island, Argentina Date: 2018 Cassandro Monti was a drug dealer and an opportunist. His grand-parents, loyalists to the Mussolini government, had migrated to Argentina in the middle of the twentieth century after World War II in an attempt to escape the post-war hardship which ravaged Europe. His education stopped at the secondary … Continue reading An excerpt of “Malcolm” by Chambers Umezulike
My Son, listen to my instructions So that you can function well Under the Sun freely given by God You have been thought the ways of God But this know also, that all men do not love God Even in the house of God there is wickedness So when you pray, watch … Continue reading Instructions To My Son
Solely combing the entire city for a small boy sounds futile but Sade was left with no other option since the school had closed. The headmaster was at the gate having a discussion with the gateman when Sade searched through the whole of the school. The headmaster had later joined in the search after he … Continue reading The Search
I have given life to six great people Causing my belly to stretch and protrude like a little pot From fifty four months of providing a nurturing haven in my womb Stretch marks snake their way up and down my belly and buttocks Like the stripes of a zebra Gravity has taken its toll on … Continue reading Birthing Body..
FROM 28TH DAY OF MARCH Nwajiugo Chidozie .C We are heading to it again, politics of life and death, unpredictable result, the unmovable about to meet the unstoppable; I don’t even want to imagine the result, do you? Let me guess, you are thinking about it, right? Ok, PDP! APC! You have heard about them, … Continue reading fROm 28th DAy Of mARcH