Fatima Kanza

“"On The Bus."” by Fatima Kanza

Ahmed clambered up the narrow dusty steps of the heavily decorated bus which stood huffing and puffing at the bus stop. He quietly told his destination to the jovial looking conductor swinging at the bus door and took his ticket, stumbling as the bus driver drove ahead with high pitched screeching of the tires, quickly grasping the crimson rod to keep himself from falling. A tall and broad figure, he ...

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“"The Veracious Horoscope."” by Fatima Kanza

Submitted to Contest #56

“It’s June in Miami only cats are wearing fur”, muttered Natalie from behind her newspaper. Tessa took a deep breath, gripped her fingers round the steering wheel tightly, rolled her pitch black eyes and looked at her sister sideways. “This is the seventh time”, said Tessa vexed. Natalie uttered an absent “huh?” while rustling her newspaper in turning the page. “I was saying that you said “THAT” dialogue seven times!” said Tessa sounding amused with a tinge of irritability. Natalie, a bit embarrassed, giggled hysterically and said, “Oh I’...

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“"The Serial Gossiper"” by Fatima Kanza

Submitted to Contest #55

Cordelia King (nee smith), an excellent woman belonging to the upper class of New York City. Well-bred and well educated in several fine subjects like literature, world history and fluent in numerous languages. Possessing all the qualities expected of a accomplished female in the late 1950s. Married to handsome, sensible Phillips King just five years hence, who served as a lieutenant in Navy, his profession demanded him to be away for long periods of time which was very advantageous for Cordelia's habits and lifestyle. Being a socialite s...

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“"Kirby and her thoughts".” by Fatima Kanza

Submitted to Contest #54

Alarm went off. Kirby fluttered her eyes open and thought,"how is it six-thirty already?? i just went to sleep!! Exasperated, she scrambled out of bed to her desk where the ringing phone was charging, and then quite out of habit, stumbled back to bed. There she dreamed that she was out of bed and getting ready. "i have gotten ready, i have gotten", she thought repeatedlyKirby jerked her eyes open as she heard her mother's shrill voice calling her for breakfast. she jumped out of bed mumbling, "last year, first day", as to compensat...

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“Hazy Epiphany.” by Fatima Kanza

Submitted to Contest #52

Blair was standing on the middle of a decorations aisle in a busy supermarket. It was saturday so understandably overcrowded at the store. she was smelling different varieties of scented candles. Blair absolutely loved scented candles and enjoyed whiffing them for hours until she found the right one or to be exact the right ones for she was huge hoarder of them and it was almost becoming an addiction. Blair had scented...

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