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Philip Ebuluofor

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2020

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Hibernation Years

Philip Ebuluofor

He came with his parents that rainy evening to the village to see Mazi Obi. They wanted their son out of that village to big city to learn his way in the world like others of his age group. Mazi didn’t know them but they knew him. “good evening sir” Kenneth their son greeted him. After the pleasantries and offering of soft drinks as kolas, a requirement by culture seems not to be evolving into modern shit as other elements of culture have done. “So chief, you said you came from the neighboring village under this rain...

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Acrimonious Penetration

Philip Ebuluofor

The odor wafted towards their table where they had taken position at the back corner of the shop. Almost all the noses on the table reacted naturally to it. It certainly had that power over their noses, their willpower, and what they were discussing. It made almost all the heads there turn towards the direction it came. The girls at the counter who have gotten used to their occasional presence and seem to know when they are coming for their meetings and set the table for them at the tail end of the shop smiled at their reaction, gazing an...

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Hybrid Reality Show

Philip Ebuluofor

That Monday morning, the weather in Nkpor city was spunky, so bright and smiling. The self-acclaimed guru, just like all others before him, They always reason in one direction. When he was entering the ‘Reward' race contest, the Nigerian version of America got talents contest, he came with claims of having spiritual powers and abilities that only he can attest to. Like all the nonsense fellows in that realm with that kind of trait, they rate as talent and gift from above not below or beneath but above. I suspect, to hide their monstrou...

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Freebies

Philip Ebuluofor

They gathered at the dining table at the summon of their parents Mr. and Mrs. Clifford ukoh. Who kept wondering how it’s always then that calls for the meeting of this kind each term. John and Alice the two in junior secondary school living in the dormitory seems to have one thing in common as far as first day in school is concerned. They don’t want to see the school gate at least three days after resumption date. They always have this line: “Things set well in the school after five days of resumption” excuses. “They are still cleaning thing...

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Self Manipulation

Philip Ebuluofor

They sat in that same rectangular table they had sat on six months ago while hatching the plot. Mr. Minister of education Adewale Osinba, The head of West African Examination Council in Nigeria(WAEC) Mrs. Nkala, and her Nigerian deputy Mr. Mohamed Isiaku. They think that even though secret that more than two are aware of is no longer secret, their composition, mission, and what is there for all assured them of its secrecy. For the seventh year running now, the best secondary school Western Examination council (WAEC) results have all come fro...

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Mrs. Mighty Joe

Philip Ebuluofor

Saint John's Parish Kpor Alhambra Sate Nigeria 19t...

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On The Regulation Line

Philip Ebuluofor

“I thought I kept it in the drawer here but it isn't here” “ try checking in the books, maybe you put it inside one of them” “I have gone through the books there and it isn't there” “search your personal compartment or check your cell locker” Kenny the inmates librarian( if you call him that) talking to his friend kurusiano in the foreign district library of Qinso prison. The list of excess books that has no space to store them in the library he came out with the idea of sending them up to the district first floor instead of how he s...

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Decision Virus

Philip Ebuluofor

It’s that time of the year the final years students turns from kids to adults. Last ceremony till results comes to determine most of their fates. If government, parents and students knew how that final year result determines the fate of their wards and students even their communities, they would have done everything to see it’s success. He sat behind the thick Mahogany table, the staffs by his right and students by his left. They are they staffs and students of Ife Community secondary school. Cloudy Tuesday morning and they all were on more ...

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Professor On Run

Philip Ebuluofor

She sat observing him for any sign of what he had told her he suffers from and the main reason he came calling that late rainy evening without seeing any. He said he suffers from narcolepsy, narcotic-tipsy, or some word that sounds that way. No sign of weary tired eyes, no blinking eyes. He dressed like a gentle man which helps in settling nerves but his words are yet to manifest to validate his attire. So, the woman Sarah had remained alert. When they are in good health like that and dress the way he did, in a city and tribe 90 percen...

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Pay Back Time

Philip Ebuluofor

They gathered in the room there with anger written all over their faces that drips venom just like their words. The leaders of about three tribes. They couldn’t understand why a tribe that is the tinniest of unions that made up that entity should be the one objecting to their agreements. This is the third time they are meeting in secret, knowing fully well that their meetings are illegal and that what brought them together is, an illegal objective too. “We have gathered again as before and we must not vacate this room without reaching a ...

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When The Crew Comes To Town

Philip Ebuluofor

Cut! Cut !! Cut!!! I couldn’t help it this time around. This is the third time in under three minutes he was shouting that. What was so funny to me and annoying to the actors and actresses was the manner he shouts it with that plastic toothpick in his mouth. Cut, cut, cut. I was wondering if that is how all these plays and movies we watch are being recorded or if this albino is just the son of a bitch. The director Mr. Thunder as they nicked him was shouting to Charles an albino like him and that had been the third ...

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Running After Who Is Running After Something

Philip Ebuluofor

He lives three houses away from ours. He might be in his late twenties or early thirties, am not sure of his age. Funny fellow of human. He doesn’t quiet have that height they call average and not the type that you might call eye catching, heading turning and that must have been reason he is into type of career he is in. Ex-officio they call him. His work is to observe and report and from look of things, he had been at the informant job for long without many paying attention to him then few years ago, a man returned from abroad, wha...

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Village sagacity

Philip Ebuluofor

Chuku, that’s what they call him. Probably meaning Chukwu, (God) in full. These days, many parents are resorting to names like that for reasons best known to them. Maybe, seeking good luck and fortune in everything. He is eight and in class three. How he made it that far considering where he is coming from, I have not heard that part well. The alcoholic father had died when he was five from drinking excess cheap local brewed gins. They found him under a guava tree clutching a bottle of the brew with what will pass as a smile on his...

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Determination At The Root Of It All

Philip Ebuluofor

They are known by what they achieved and way it was achieved. By nature, or act of gods, people from this tribe don’t really know that government exist. No. not that they don’t know, they do know after all they take part in election campaigns where some receive popcorns and sachet waters and shits like that to cast their votes on the Election Day for popcorn slingers. What they don’t know, rather don't care to know is the functions of the popcorn throwing government or duty of the government to the masses, so, they do what they will do for t...

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Hidden Secret From The West

Philip Ebuluofor

A plump of a man. He stood about 5,3 and his weight is hovering around obesity and diabetes. Father Mark, they call him. His stomach seems to be ballooning each day as if it is rioting seeking an escape. He came back from Eastern Europe some say Norway, some Iceland, or somewhere in that region. He came to our parish and introduced new things no one here ever associates with the catholic priest or even Christianity and many were his mouthpiece rendering unrequested excuses for his smoking habits. Worshipers h...

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