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7 Reading Habits of First Class Students

Do you have plans of reaching the highest height attainable in your academic pursuits? Are you a goal getter that absolutely refuses to be average? Have you dreamed of graduating from your…

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…

Dear Diary

“Hello” “Hello,” I spoke into the speaker for the umpteenth time. “Are you still there?” There was a loud pause on the other end of the receiver, followed by uneven breathing, like…

Exit Wound

When I saw the video of prisoners jumping out of Oko prison here in Benin City I laughed. “How foolish do these people think we are?” I asked my friend Femi who…

Maleficent’s Daughter: Re-Imagined

The hand came down like a boulder and Wunpolop had only a second to protect himself before fingers closed around him. Curling into a ball ensured that his spikes were ready when…

The Lost Princess

They gathered us in one room. Standing around, we all looked like colorful birds in our different school uniforms. No one had told us why we were there and I really wanted…

Have A Nice Life

Martins The first memory I have of Amanda is her sitting on my lap at four years of age and declaring that she was my wife. She was a toddler of two…

The Mercury Explosion

The darkness was complete except for a small burst of light in the middle of the room/shack/underground tunnel. Behind that burst of light was movement, strange because this space was most often…

University Experience In Nigeria: A Nigerian Student’s Perspective

“This is my class, Sir,” I told the lecturer, he was blocking the door with his body and I needed to get in. I repeated myself and he looked at me with…

How 2020 Has Been For Me

I looked around to catch any of my siblings snooping around. It wouldn’t be the first, second, or zillionth time they would be trying to gain access to my diary. I had…