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prey

Prey

The first time Uncle Donald had come to visit us, he’d seemed like the angel that God decided to leave back on earth. He was perfect, had the dentition of a man…

one dream matters

One Dream Matters

I wake up with a scream, gasping for breath. My eyes move quickly around the room in panic as I try to make sense of where I am. It takes a while…

If I Killed Someone for You

“This place looks so shady…” Richard wiped a sweaty palm on his jeans as he gripped the steering wheel with his other hand. “I’m not surprised, so… what now?” Adora asked impatiently.…

Spirit child

Spirit Child

“Push! push!! push harder!!!” The nurse continued to yell as I struggled to follow and focus on her loud instructions. I was slowly losing it, and it felt like a thousand spears…

Lustful Soul

“Get out of her right now in the Name of Jesus! Every foul spirit tormenting this dear child of God, I stand under the grace upon this commission and I decree that…

The Bridge

She nodded her head, Dupe looked around feeling uneasy when noticed they were not completely alone on the bridge. Across the road from them was a young man who seemed to be lurking. She could have sworn he wasn’t there a second ago or maybe she missed him. He looked up catching her staring so she quickly looked away. She looked at her companions deep in a discussion about where in Obalende they were most likely to find a mechanic and pretended to listen. Her eyes wandered across the bridge again, this time she noticed a friend had joined the strange man. She also noticed for the first time how rough they looked, in ripped jeans shorts and colourful t-shirts that hadn’t seen a wash in a long time. She looked away again worried she would get caught staring again. This time it didn’t take her long to look back and to her surprise there were three more men there now. She realized why she felt so unsettled by them, though they seemed to be in conversation with each other, she had a distinct premonition that her and small crew were the topic.

How You Become Your Nightmare

“Shhhhhh…” Mama gestured to me to keep quiet. “Don’t make a single sound, Ebere. Don’t move.” “Mom, I want to pee. I’d hurry to the bathroom and be back before he arrives.”…

Do You Love Me?

“Do you love me?” “Yes, I do,” I replied fiercely. My eyes were burning with the sting of pain, hurt, and regret. Of course, it was nothing physical, just a rollercoaster of…

Lies, Igbos And Husbands

It was in the murky shadows of my dreams that I first heard my name. First faintly, then harsh and insistent like someone trying to water unfertile ground. The tension in the…