If you missed Episode 2, read it here ****** In the other room, a man – in his mid-sixties – was observing all that was happening through the screen of a television set. Apparently, the room where Imelda was kept had been fitted with hidden cameras, she was being monitored. Dr. Richard entered the room … Continue reading The Hiding place – Episode 3 of 3
If you missed Episode 1, read it here ******** The door opened slowly, revealing a friendly face. As Dr. Richard greeted her with a smile, she immediately remembered that she was in a hospital. “Doctor, why am I still here?” Dr. Richard offered her a few slices of sandwiches and some fruit juice, then he … Continue reading The Hiding Place – Episode 2 of 3
Imelda closed her eyes hoping that she would reopen them in a more pleasurable reality. She counted one, two, and three underneath her breath, then slowly opened her eyes to realize that nothing had changed. She was still held against her will inside a small room with white walls and ceiling. At one corner was … Continue reading The Hiding Place – Episode 1
I laid there. The over grown bushes notwithstanding, I chose to make the wet, muddy floor a resting place. I ran in the cover of darkness without an inkling of where I was or where I was going. The blood dripping from the wound on my leg didn’t seem enough reason to halt; I pursued … Continue reading The Survivor
Breaking up is never easy and people react in different ways. Some turn to drinking others turn to drugs. I wrote a note, please pass it on. Dear Luci, I am tired of trying to make this relationship work. In the last couple of months I have given this relationship my best. I was … Continue reading Dear Luci
Last night, I had the most wonderful idea. It was like when Edison discovered the light bulb, I was so excited I literally ran home. I had a very good idea of what happened when a person drove under the influence of alcohol. Such a person could drive into a stationary vehicle or worse. I … Continue reading I am so wasted !
‘OPEN THE DOOR!’I yelled, screaming at the top of my voice. So much adrenaline was running through my body as I carried my wife through the glass doors of Kikelomo Medical center. The hospital was unusually crowded but I couldn’t care less. She held me tight, she was heavy and covered in sweat all over. … Continue reading I’m a daddy !
<- Back to part 3 I tried to be calm but that night was very long. So many thoughts came rushing through my mind, ‘What if I had just poured fuel on a wild fire?’ ‘What if I had just made matters worse?’ ‘What would my mother do?’ I knew the answer to the last … Continue reading Whisperers Part 4 of 4
<-Back to part 2 ‘Sister T! Help me!’ I felt a need to rush in and save her from the devil that fathered me. But then, I remembered his threat and what became of our mother. My mother couldn’t report to our relatives because they wouldn’t believe her and my father would deal with her … Continue reading Whisperers Part 3 of 4
<- Back to part 1 That night, my mother cried in whispers, I saw her tears and I cried too.Many questions ran through my head, ‘Was my father a woman beater before he married my mother ?’ ‘Did she know about his habits ?’ ‘Why did she marry him ?’ ‘Why is he my father … Continue reading Whisperers Part 2 of 4
‘I killed her’. 12 months have passed and I still haven’t been able to forgive myself. The boy I was would definitely be ashamed of the man I had become. ‘Patience’, her name keeps echoing inmy head. There was a time when her name was the most pleasant noun I knew. I remember teasing … Continue reading Stupid in love
Most children go to God with series of prayer requests, asking for toys, clothes and many other things. But, for many years, I had just one prayer request, ‘God deliver me from my father’ My mother was my angel but she had one fundamental flaw -She was long suffering, too long suffering and very … Continue reading Whisperers Part 1 of 4