Sharon Felicia Acheampong

“Who What Where” by Sharon Felicia Acheampong

I shouldn't have come. I really shouldn't have. It's like rubbing salt into my own wound. Maybe a part of me relishes the thought of seeing me in pain. Maybe I have multiple personalities, constantly out to torture each other. It's valentines day. Such a cliche day to get married. If it was me, I would never get married on valentines day. Not because I have anything against it. I love chocolate, roses and teddies. But its already valentines day, why does it have to be a wedding anniversary too? There are three hundred or so other days to hav...

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“Max” by Sharon Felicia Acheampong

Submitted to Contest #30

Ramona loved her job. Ever since childhood, she had found an immense amount of pleasure from creating beautiful places. It was inevitable that she would end up as an interior designer. What she hadn't anticipated however was how successful she would be on the business side. She knew her creations were pretty good. She just didn't think anyone would pay tons of money for them. Apparently fate had had other plans in that department.Today however she loved her job more than other days, she was redecorating her son's apartment, a sort of 18...

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“Forever And Always” by Sharon Felicia Acheampong

Submitted to Contest #29

OCTOBERThis was wrong. This was wrong on so many levels. This was a crime against, well nature, life, freedom, whatever. She had to stop this. Maybe it was kind of late but better late than never. Ok, she was going to do it now. Ready, set, go and she couldn't find her voice. He was smiling, he actually looked happy. Maybe, just maybe this was some sort of twisted fate. Besides, if she was really honest, it was kind of late to change anything now. The wheels had been set in motion and this train was on a roll, where it was headed only heaven...

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“Judgement” by Sharon Felicia Acheampong

Submitted to Contest #29

The law. It was something that had fascinated Kim Da Eun since she was a child. Her father had been a lawyer before a heart attack killed him two years ago. She missed him; He had been her idol, her main reason for getting into law. She was however grateful that he had lived to see her graduate, start working at a prestigious firm and win her very first case, that had been four years ago. She wished he was here now. He had always been her go to person when she had any issues and more so anything work related. Like now. She got up from her de...

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“STAGED” by Sharon Felicia Acheampong

Submitted to Contest #28

“Wakey-wakey! Rise and shine! Get that butt out of bed!” I groaned. Why oh why did my best friend and roommate have to be such a morning person? And why extra chipper today? Then I remembered.“Five more minutes, actually make that ten.”I shouldn’t have spoken, that meant I was awake.“No! Vidya, this is the first time I’m attending an Indian wedding and you are not going to make me late!”Lori gathered a bottom edge of my duvet and whisked it off me before I could hold on to it. I groaned again.“I could have been naked you know, or been hiding...

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“Across The River” by Sharon Felicia Acheampong

Submitted to Contest #28

I sighed, for what felt like the hundredth time in the last hour. It was that time of year again. The time my mother referred to as “crazy papa days.” I smiled. I missed my mother; she always could calm my father. She however had travelled to go check on and possibly buy some new foals for the ranch and I was stuck with the “crazy papa” for the next couple of days. Talking about the crazy papa, I could see him literally marching towards the house from the kitchen window. It would take him exactly fifteen seconds to walk through the door. “Co...

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