It addresses how a little mistake can have life long repercussions. my imagination can be wild atimes, i actually conjured this story while staring at the face of a corps member in my office who is always flirting with an older male colleague…i’m not wicked o!
“Adegoke!!!” “Oh no not Senior Nkechi”. That girl was possessed with the spirit of wickedness. I knew today was not my lucky day. I pretended not to hear my name. I continued walking. “Kneel down there now. If you move an inch, believe me when I say you would scrub the floor clean with your … Continue reading Pound Of Flesh
I have no reason for writing something this sad! just felt like being wicked today.
this was written as a result of the heated argument i had with my colleagues on the issue of heterosexuality or not. i personally think its a spiritual problem but someone said we should look at things from the point of view of someone who is not. I just decided to be nice for once on the subject matter and explore it with a short story from such a person’s point of view. Lemme know what y’all think!
I stood in front of the sink, washing the dishes. At the same time, I could hear the wheezing sound escaping from the pot of beans on the fire. Our kitchen was a very big one, beautifully decorated with white tiles and cream wall paint. The sound of the beans cooking on the gas got … Continue reading 6 minutes