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)
We were always at loggerheads A picturesque memory, Some said it was love, Some said it was hate, We denied having any feelings, Now our hearts needs healing, The soft stuttering of my heart, A rhythm to the hate-love song, Or maybe somewhere in between, My happiness fueled only by your anger, A slight bargain … Continue reading Frenemies
“Lucas is a sore loser. He called the other day and tried to talk me into taking him back. Guess what I said?” “What? Tell us,” Hannah yelled. “You said yes, didn’t you?” Everyone leans forward in their chair, eyes fixated on the girl speaking so loudly about her former lover; everyone expect him – … Continue reading The Missing Apple
It was August and we just moved into the neighborhood. I began making new friends in no time, my dad also registered me into a tutorial class in preparation for the next year’s WASSCE examination which I couldn’t register for as we needed a lot of money to enable us relocate to our new environment. … Continue reading Destined Path 1
When we were young, up and coming, in a dusty village deep within the hearts of Anambra state Nigeria, everything seemed so small. The village was small, Hope was small, we were small and dreams were small too. Escape had been spelled out to us by our parents “Gain enough grades and go to university … Continue reading Paintings From Earth To Sky
“Congratulations man, you are the real deal!” Bob’s voice rang as he shook Emenike’s hand and entered the house. Following him were Ejike and Jasper. “Mehn, Emenike, you really scored a point with the first o, but your wife really, really beat you to it this time. She really gave you a ‘close line,’ smackdown, … Continue reading Chinenyendu
Each morning Sean would wake up with a feeling of loneliness and depression, it came from living in a country that’s oceans away from yours. His childhood was over where he had everything handed down to him either by his parents or by his sister. The decision his sister took to send him out of … Continue reading Caricature Of A Lonely Heart: 1
I woke up on Sunday morning and dragged my self out of bed. I was unwilling to go to Church as usual but I knew there was nothing I could do about that. My two sisters came into my room and I found out that we felt the same way. We had two friends … Continue reading From Grace to Grass
NB – This is an initial draft of a Work in Progress (WIP) and I would very much appreciate sincere critiquing as it will go a long way to help me panel beat the whole thing into something readable and likeable. Regards; **Yes I may be a graduate but when there’s no job, of what … Continue reading Blood On My Hands
Friendship, a bond so sweet, like honey From the highest degree of passionate love To the lowest degree of good-will It makes the sweetness of life What’s as d’licious as a fair and firm encounter of two, In a thought, in a feeling? How beautiful when two resonating hearts merge Entwined in the light … Continue reading Friendship
He sighed. “I’ve never told you this either,” he said to Chudi who was looking on quietly. “Most new people we’ve met don’t ask, and Bimbo is the last person to raise the topic. I’d rather not talk about it either.” “I’m sorry,” I put in, “I didn’t mean to pry.” “No, no, it’s not … Continue reading Best Friends Forever – 2
… are you stranded… … looking for the way… … out of the prison cell… … out of the mountain of torture… … I was once a prisoner… … maybe, I’m still one … perhaps, not as heroic as Mandela… … maybe, not as infamous as Anini… … but from the cell… … I garnered … Continue reading …from prison…
“I’ll be in Lagos soon. I’ll stay only a few days. I can’t wait to see you”, Tricia, my old friend says. She lives in Abuja, and is just out of a two year relationship with her boyfriend. We’ll go to the mall. I’ll take you to dinner. It’ll be a blast. It’s been like… … Continue reading You Have To Live
Have you ever loved someone? I mean truly loved someone! With that little heart in your chest! Where you know it matters. He may be a guy! She may be a gal! This kind of love knows no bound!