Rethabile Ntsane

“His well knitted delusion” by Rethabile Ntsane

“Rose, how are you today?” The psychiatrist, Mrs Linen asked as she pulled out the chair oppositely facing her. Rose shrugged a nonchalant shrug, lips chapped and silently breathing aloud. “Okay, have you eaten yet?” She asked, gently as she pulled out her notepad and pen. Rose watched her hands move as she shook her head in response. “How was your day so far?” She asked, looking up at Rose inspecting her above the rim o...

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“Two Seconds and Counting” by Rethabile Ntsane

Submitted to Contest #91

Ring. Ring. Ring. The muffled groans came from the bedside next to the nightstand with the ringing phone. He tried to ignore it, but it kept ringing until he couldn’t take it anymore and decided to get up and switch it off. He rubbed the sleep off of his eyes, trying to regain focus of his surroundings as he glanced over his room. He yawned, back against the headboard as he looked over his room again. I need to clean it ...

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“The Laws Of Nature” by Rethabile Ntsane

Submitted to Contest #90

A researcher, George Greg, in the midst of his misdirection stumbled upon tribal people hunting a deer. He watched them from behind a big oak tree, it’s width hiding his slim frame. People in the lower regions of Lukika were known or rumored to be cannibals and so George fear for his life. He stood there as still I he could, lips pressed onto each other, eyes shut begging any deity above to make them leave as his heartbeat increased. The tribal people felt George’s presence by the scent of his fear. They, armed with ...

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“All I Want” by Rethabile Ntsane

Submitted to Contest #81

“I can’t do it, it’s wrong. Can you imagine how much pain it’ll put him through? Ashley, no, listen to yourself! I can’t be selfish!” She almost lied to herself, she was a very selfish person, and for some reason, eerie reason, she just couldn’t handle the thought of being selfish towards him. “I have to go. I’ve got to go to work.” She mumbled, mind scattered and heart hammering against her chest. She hurriedly ended th...

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“The ingredients that make us, us.” by Rethabile Ntsane

Submitted to Contest #71

“Mariam is everything ready for tonight? Are the cookies done? Champagne? And food?” Lilita asks as she walked over to the counter in the kitchen,standing beside Mariam eyes peeping over her shoulder as the freshly baked batch of cookies stared back at her. “Everything is almost done mam. I just need to finish the cooking ,but the cookies are done. They were very hard to bake, where do you get the recipe from?” ...

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“Finding Yourself” by Rethabile Ntsane

Submitted to Contest #42

“Hello Mr Maseko!” The new security guard said with a bright smile, Mr Maseko offered a distracted wave as he spoke on his mobile device. He entered into his car and drove off, heading home. The following day, the situation was similar, the new security guard offered greeting, but with a pause ,making way for conversation. “How are you Mr Maseko?” He asked as he made his way towards him. Mr Maseko slowed his pace as he offered a glance at the security guard, only now noticing how old he actually was. Probably three years older than his mo...

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