Category: Stories

By: Japheth Prosper Chapter Five (5) To cut a long story short, I did not eat anything from that food. I couldn’t imagine myself having a taste of the soup upon which  Aisha had spat in. it was better that I was dead! My parents tried to convince me to eat but I maintained my stand. “Remember the chicken was bought for your sake,” my mother reminded “You had better come and join us now or force every one of us to stop eating too.” I told her it was…

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By: Japheth Prosper Chapter Four (4) My relationship with professor Awal blossomed like a flower. He became like a second father to me. Sometimes he would come to our house and spend quality time with my parents and most Fridays he would go with my father in his 505 car to the mosque. He also gave me many story books to read and that influenced my reading culture greatly. It also helped me greatly in my academics performance. I could spell words easily. At the end of that term that…

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By: Japheth Prosper Chapter (3) I returned home panting. “Did you see him?” Aisha threw as soon as she saw me. “Yes,” I gasped. “Isn’t he mad?” Still panting and gasping for breath, I muttered:”yes, he’s a mad man with a voice that sounded like thunder. He has never combed or shaved his head.’’ “I told you but you did not believe me. Did you not see that his head is same as yours?”She echoed triumphantly. I did not respond to the question but deep in my heart I’d made…

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By: Japheth Prosper Chapter Two (2) The manner at which she told me those things confidently pricked me so much. Was she indeed telling me the truth? If she wasn’t why did she with so much boldness say I could ask anyone? I was confused now. I didn’t know if to believe my parents or believe what Aisha kept feeding me with.  That afternoon I went in search of the man she called professor Awal. “ He lived on the other side of kakuri,” someone told me. “Is it true…

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By: Ben Akponine – Samuel Chapter 3 Chioma got to the city late at night. She knew she was running to a life of uncertainty and totally of the unknown. She had nothing on her, no bag. All she had was the few clothes she wore and little change that was left from the money Ngozi had given her to buy foodstuffs. She hoped she would never be found. That night, she slept in a church that was holding a vigil. She had stumbled on the church as she wandered…

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By: Ben Akponine – Samuel Chapter 2 The following day, in the kitchen, Ngozi had thrown out a dirty slap across Chioma’s face for carelessly sprinkling water on the floor while she was doing the dishes. “How many times do I have to tell u not to let water drop on the tiles. Do you want to cause problem? Don’t you know somebody can sleep and fall dangerously? Why are so deliberately wicked?” Ngozi raved. Chioma was stunned as she nursed her face that had quickly welted. Her father came…

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By Japheth Prosper Chapter (One) My name is Jafaru and I am in Primary Four. My greatest phobia is basically on slimy things. I hate anything that was sticky and slimy. For this reasons, I hate to eat anything that is clammy in nature. Hence, you probably will not find me eating okra soup or any other kind of food that is slimy. One person who knows this very well is my elder sister, Aisha. She knows how I hate with so much passion anything that is sticky. Aisha is…

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By: Ben Akponine-Samuel. Chioma ran away from home and nobody knew where she had run to. Chioma’s father had been very worried but his wife, Ngozi whom the girl had run away from told him not to worry because she would return. Chioma was only fifteen years old and her father thought she was too young to run away from home. He feared that she would run into danger. Ngozi had sent the girl on an errand to the market and had told her to be back within fifteen minutes…

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By: Elizabeth Kelly “How did your first night go with the baby?” Avery gave Maya a tired smile. They were sitting on the soft grass close to the water’s edge,and she lifted her face to the sun. The days were growing cooler,but it still felt good to be in the outdoors. They had bathed in the lake and washed their clothing, and Avery couldn’t get over how much better she felt after having her long hair and body scrubbed clean for the first time in months. “He has a fever.…

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By Meadow Murphy ( That Night ) I fell asleep in front of the television and wake up to the six o’clock news and my mother bursting through the door. She flies past me on her way to the kitchen to start dinner for dad who will be home any minute. “We’ll talk about what happened to you today when your father gets home so you don’t have to repeat everything. Are you hungry? Where’s that boy that took you to the hospital?” “No, and I thought you were waiting…

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By Meadow Murphy ( Later That Day ) It’s just after two when we pull up into my driveway. We live in a modest two storey house that has a desolate looking tree in the front yard. My father works two jobs just so we can live here and pay for my skating. Adam shifts his black mustang into park and turns her off, “Are you going to be okay?” he asks concerned. With a heavy heart I shrug, not even having the energy to respond.“Give me your phone,” he…

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By Elizabeth Kelly CHAPTER TWO “What on the gods’ earth were you thinking, Tristan?” Marshall frowned at him as he clucked loudly to the horses. The wagon started with a jolt and Marshall slapped the reins gently on the horses’ backs, encouraging them to move faster. They pulled onto the dusty road, the wagon creaking and groaning as they drove toward their camp. “What do you mean?” Tristan asked. “The Red? Are you deliberately trying to curse us?” “That’s nothing more than an old wives’ tale, Marshall,” Tristan scoffed derisively.…

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By Meadow Murphy Chapter (2) (The News) Adam puts his four way flashers on and pulls into the Emergency entrance next to the ambulance bay. A very hot looking volunteer our age or slightly older meets us there and helps me get into the wheelchair he’s pushing. Once I settle in and perch my purse on my lap, Adam reaches for the wheelchair handles to push me into the hospital. The volunteer stops him telling him to park his car, or they will ticket him for leaving it there. Adam…

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