I hate hospitals; hate the general downer atmosphere, strong smell of detergent and antiseptic, the look of despair or forced hope on the face of patients, the hard eyes of doctors and nurses who’ve seen a lot and probably don’t get paid enough. In better circumstances, this would be like a dream excursion for my…
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“Oh I can’t believe I did it”, I manage to say through teary eyes, my own words taunting me, screaming for my attention. “Didn’t you swear on your life you wouldn’t leave him? Didn’t you!? Your confident mouth swore allegiance to him, you were all but pitching your words against His, but whose prophecy came…
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A Fictional Story Hi there. You probably read the title and got a little confused with the oxymoron. Well it’s complicated. You see I was indeed a criminal, did inconceivable things in my lifetime, probably why the apostles never mentioned my name in their writings but let’s not bother with semantics now, I want to…
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[Addiction is a party many of us don’t want to be in, but end up going anyway. Temi wandered to the table, unsure of how he even got to this depressing party in the first place. He watched his fingers curl around the neck of a bottle, one of many ‘poisons.’ His eyes caught sight…
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Have you read Esosa I? You can read the first installation here. The new term couldn’t have come at a worse time for Esosa. She had never really liked school. The endless truckloads of homework, the snobby girls who always chewed gum and walked around with tight pinafores, struggling to breathe, the seniors who just…
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I check my watch and see the time is already 5:30pm. What a day this has been. I’m trying to shake off the scraping sounds the coffin made, as it was swallowed by the earth’s open mouth, early that morning. Even with the loud Bini music coming from the speakers, the children running around, and…
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What happens when a ship gets disconnected from its anchor? It drifts wherever the wind and tides decide to take it. Life tugged violently at the chains of Esosa’s anchor one cold Wednesday morning after she had gotten up early, to do her chores and get ready, so she could see her sister in the…
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To read the first installment of this story, click here. “Um excuse me,” she said, “can I talk to you?” Caleb nodded and faced her, wondering what she had to say. “I’m sorry if this is awkward, you just look very familiar.” He wanted to tell her she also looked familiar, and that she was…
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