Okey had come to another defining moment in his life. He had come to what might be another turning point in his eventful existence. The handsome young man was relaxing beside the [...]
Late Night Trilogy (part 2)Okey had come to another defining moment in his life. He had come to what might be another turning point in his eventful existence. The handsome young man was relaxing beside the [...]
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Reflections (1)The first thing I noticed was the dark room. I searched for the light switch assiduously, running both arms across the wall, until, pulp, I turned it on. I shielded [...]
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THE WET CHILD (5)11 When he couldn’t cry anymore, Chike sat up. He felt an odd clarity now, like he’d cried everything out; his fears, his worries. She’d said he wouldn’t get [...]
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THE WET CHILD (4)8 A strangled sound escaped Chike’s lips as he fell back on his ass. He scrambled backwards in a bid to get away, and he hit the table and chair [...]
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THE WET CHILD (3)5 I am seriously going mad, Chike thought, shuffling backwards on his ass; he didn’t even notice he’d fallen to the floor. Then his hand struck the washing machine, [...]
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THE WET CHILD (2)3 With the washing machine now doing its work, Chike took off his jacket, then brought out his novel. He’d been on the first story for about 2 weeks [...]
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THE WET CHILD (1)1 Chike opened his eyes, and remained in bed until the rest of his body woke up. He looked at his window; the gap between his curtains told him [...]
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PET PEEVES - IIDon’t believe the hype; being a ghost is no fun. You can’t read minds, you can’t possess people or influence their thoughts or actions, you can’t reach anyone, or anything, [...]
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PET PEEVESNow her head was tilted back, her neck exposed, awaiting the kisses that she always said took her to heavenly places – her words, not mine. The man obliged her [...]
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