Photo credit: horrorland (silent night) Both girls sat with glum expressions on their faces; the note lay on the table with the TV remote placed on it to keep it from moving. As much as Judy wanted to say, “I told you so”, she could not bring herself to. The victorious feeling she had … Continue reading HAPPY HOLS! (Episode Three)
Photo credit: horror land (silent night) “I said I’m coming, do you want to break down the door?” Judy queried angrily in a loud voice as she made for the front door completely aware it was neither her mother nor her father; it was just 3:15pm. She made a rough guess that it would be … Continue reading HAPPY HOLS! (Episode Two)
Photo credit: horrorland (silent night) “Happy hols!” the deep gruff voice of the big-bellied principal echoed from the large speakers as the school children gleefully and clumsily made their way to the school bus with so much speed as though a second wasted would leave them trapped in school for eternity. “One at a time”, … Continue reading HAPPY HOLS! (Episode One)
Betrayal, they say, is like the snake’s venom. First comes the excruciating pain, then the swelling but even that is not the problem. The problem is the venom slowly traversing through your bloodstream making each breathe a struggle, ravaging your organs till you wind up dead. That is what betrayal does to you; the only … Continue reading Silent Storm
Photo credit: canva Driving down the dusty road under the scorching November sun was not really a trip I had foreseen myself making. I wiped off the perspiration from my face for the umpteenth time and sighed tiredly still trying to understand how I had let my fiancée, Chisom, talk me into travelling to Enugu … Continue reading Speechless
Ikeja had only been this quiet once. The first time was eleven years ago when I cried as my father threw I and my mother out of his house because my little brother had our neighbour’s dentition and facial features. We’d lived at Surulere until she died and I had to learn how to feed … Continue reading Inktober – Day 2: Tranquil
Koko paced the courtyard in half circles, like a lion ready to pounce on its prey. The west wind blew fiercely, carrying traces of salt and ashes. Earlier that morning, Koko and his men had attacked Ojika’s vineyard and set fire to it. His workers were not spared. Everyone and everything was burnt to the … Continue reading Inktober – Day 1: Poisonous
The day started out sunny, these days were the hottest days of the year with a number of people seen outside via the huge transparent glass window, cleaning their sweaty face with handkerchiefs, some holding tight to hand fans, terrible traffic happening all over the city in expectation of the President of the country; Every … Continue reading Cold Day In Summer
“Oh my God, oh my God,” Amaka muttered to herself over and over again in disbelief. She had stopped running but was walking very fast trying to put as much distance between herself and the horrible mathematics teacher. Although, she was a good distance from the staff room, she kept on glancing backwards every few … Continue reading Archibald Memorial Secondary School 3
“It’ll be fun, Maria”, I hoped the tone of my voice was convincing enough. Maria was fun to be with, she was social and outgoing but not in the typical bad girl way. I was the bad girl; the one who went to clubs, night parties, pool parties; anything associated with the dark, you name it and … Continue reading Lifeless…
For a moment, the class fell silent. Amaka fidgeted on her seat and wondered if she should answer or not. “Sir, she’s here,” someone from the back seat shouted and Amaka turned. It was the same girl who had been on the first day of resumption. She was staring at her with a sneer on … Continue reading Archibald Memorial Secondary School – Part Two
It was September again. It was drizzling again. Students were back again. Teachers were frustrated again. It was resumption day. The time was past two pm, barely seven hours into the start of a new academic year and teachers were already fed up by the presence of their students and their parents. Students could be … Continue reading Archibald Memorial Secondary School
LIKE MASS SMOKER’S The most needful may look beautiful but full of soot I was carried away in a trance at bluebase trans-amadi Where I peered a cloud of white full of carbon blacks Not everyone was aware, despite the yelling of the poor. As the rich in money uses the poor to clean their … Continue reading A World Of Carbon Blacks
I don’t know why I agreed to go on such a stupid expedition in the first place. Perhaps, it was because I wanted to impress Kiki. Or because I was simply broke and badly in need of cash. However, whatever it was, I was sorely regretting my decision at the moment. It all began on … Continue reading The Revelation
JOURNEY TO ITALY – UNTOLD STORIES OF A RETURNEE (fifth episode) The inhabitants of Durku behaved indifferent towards us. Everybody we reached out to simply drove us away. We kept gallivanting round the village till the west welcomed the sun. Having no success in neither the filling of our belly nor the putting of a … Continue reading Journey To Italy – Untold Stories of a Returnee (5)