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Submitted to Contest #104
AT HOME It was Monday. I remember the day and the time precisely because that day led to a series of events I would never forget. I woke up at about 7.a.m that day, but while my eyes were wide open surfing the net, and my mind was thinking about the novel I couldn’t wait to complete, my body was refusing to begin the day. Laying on the bed by the side of my husband who was still in dreamland, I was excited about the break I was going to have in the week. School was over. That meant work was on hold for a while as well. It was just...
Submitted to Contest #103
I'm staring at Chai's mother now, and I can see how deep her pain is. Nobody saw it coming. Chai was a strong dude. He has always been since we were in school. Don't get me wrong. It happens to the strong and weak but...aren't there some persons you just know it won't happen to? Well, for me Chai was one of them. We agreed we won't be staying long because we all had work to do. I had suggested a different place but nobody listened. My opinions were seen as childish. Before anger flared up, some people apologized and just pleaded with me ...
Submitted to Contest #102
I don't know if I'm the only one facing this torture; where your mama doesn't let a week go by without bringing up the marriage talk. She feels I'm of age to be married, so she isn't giving me breathing space, and truth be told, she's so good at it. Sometimes I want to dance and rejoice because it's Saturday night and it seems like she has forgotten about pestering me with the topic, then my dad goes on ignorantly and says something about a friend or a neighbour, and I find myself going to bed in a foul mood, because...
Submitted to Contest #101
The Chase... He’s running down the bushy path, screaming and crying at the same time. His throat hurts, his head and legs too, but he doesn’t mind. He has to leave where he is right now. He can feel the trees moving with him, and although his mind tells him it is not possible, he chooses to believe it. “Run!!” He hears his voice giving the instruction and he is even more afraid of what he has become. “It is this place. It is making me crazy” he thinks but he can’t help himself, and he feels he is forever doomed. Melon had never k...
Submitted to Contest #100
Three p.m. Alan walked like a determined man sure of his decision. There was no way he was going to change his mind anymore. The program was figuratively an Ishmael to him, and he had to put an end to it. Walking with him was a young lady with pale brown skin, and a little boy who looked like her but with different eyes. While his were hazel with flecks of gold at the centre, hers were brown. There was no doubt that he had taken Alan’s eyes. As they approached the house, Alan slowed his pace enough for Rachael to notice. “You’re nervou...
Submitted to Contest #99
1. She was a young attractive woman with dark short hair and brown eyes. Named after her paternal grandmother whom she looked very much like, Lena was currently in need of drastic saving from a dilemma she got herself into exactly three months ago. As she stared at the window, contemplating what time the sun would set, she ticked June 21st on her pocket calendar signifying the end of another day of the torture she was in, torture she never dreamt she would find herself in. Still in her reverie, Lena heard the backdoor open and she knew...
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