Young Adult Stories
“The last time I saw my mother, I was coming home from school and I tripped on my loose shoelaces. She was already at the door waiting for me with an envelope…
It was 7:54 when I finally opened my eyes. I had been asleep for over fifteen hours, and I realized that I was in big trouble for many reasons. I turned to…
In my part of the world, only a few things mattered. Family was first, the stomach was second, and Papa’s will was the third. Every year in our small town was always…
The tears streaming down my face mixed with the tension I was experiencing in an effort to express the confusion I was feeling inside. I was a young adult of twenty four…
As a broken trophy, she was fleeing her home. The blood dripping from her left temple served as a continuous reminder of the pain that she was feeling. It had been a…
The adults ogled me over like I was a strange commodity that had appeared in the market for the first time. No, I was not a strange thing that had fallen from heaven.…
“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…
Disclaimer: Most of the dialogues are written in Nigerian pidgin. I looked around, the pungent smell of sweaty armpits mixed with excessively sprayed perfume choked my lungs, causing my nostrils to twitch…
Lola could hear her father’s voice so clearly. It was like he was sitting right next to her in the backseat of the uber, rather than in her head. “Nobody likes to…
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.