Young Adult Stories
“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.
Everyone in the little community knew Efosa. He was as sturdy as a tiger clinging to its prey, as relentless as a vulture hovering over fresh meat, and he alone had the…
A good story begins with people walking towards something. In starting a story with motion, the writer shows he/she hopes the story will also walk smoothly to its end. This story begins…
“Why did you say you were brought here again?! Answer me before I use the back of my gun to make you talk. Abi you dey craze?!” She watched the saliva travel…
“…Holy Holy Holy…” Justin Bieber’s holistic voice cooed into my left and right ears, making my eyes close in a sort of reverence towards his masterpiece of a song. How someone I…
The blinding lights matched the fast-paced tempo of my thumping heart. It wasn’t the first or hundredth time, but I still could never imagine myself getting used to the overwhelming buzz of…
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…