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Submitted to Contest #95
I almost committed suicide when I lost Baby. I still remember Madam punching and kicking me, telling me to go find her child. “How can you loose a child? How the hell can you loose my child?” she kept on screaming. I had my hands over my head, trying to shield my face from her blows. Afterwards, my nose bled, my eyes swelled and there was a slight opening on my cheeks from Madam’s sharp nails. It happened last month Saturday. I work in Madam’s house as a maid and so when she had a party to attend with her husband, I stayed at home ...
Submitted to Contest #87
I will not be fooled. I will not be fooled. I write this over and over again in my diary. I hop down the stairs and tie my hair in a bun. I take a taxi down to my place of work. I greet the gate man with a smile as I enter and he tells me the company is having a very important visitor. I look at him and shake my head, so he thinks he can lie and play a little trick on me, he thinks he can deceitful tense me up. I sigh. No, I will not be fooled. I come very close and greet the secretary at the table. She quickly glances at me and re...
Submitted to Contest #85
I was not going to have it anymore. It was enough already, enough of the nonsense that everyone now thought of as acceptable. "They say it's my fault," Shira cried. I bent down and put my hands on her knees. "No, don't say that honey. It's not your fault. It's his fault." My heart bled for her. I stood and opened more windows. The weather was burning hot. The food was on fire and I rushed into the kitchen to check the Jollof rice. I thought of how Shira must have felt having her family turn her back on her. I thought of how betra...
Submitted to Contest #67
I knew I would not be able to do it from the moment they said it. It wasn't going to be that simple, not at all. It looked simple to them, alright. Murder is simple to some people. Really simple. As simple as walking to the grocery store across your street. As simple as talking to your best friend on the phone. As simple as normal daily activities. That's because it's their habitual activity, I mean for serial killers. Just like it's easy for you and I to eat breakfast, because we do it everyday...it's the same for them. It's easy to screw a...
Submitted to Contest #59
You can't come here. You can go to other cities and enjoy the view of a sunrise. You can go to other cities and sit on the beach and watch the waves come in while the sun warms you. You can go to other cities and surf and get immersed in the blueness of the ocean. But you can't come here, no matter how you want to. And if you so insist you must live here, we will kill you. We love people, you see, but not new people...like you. We've spread word around that this place is no place for tourists or visitors. It’s the most beautiful place you...
Submitted to Contest #58
She knew something was going to go wrong during that holiday. It started with the nightmares that she had the previous night. It started with the excruciating headache she woke up with. She looked at the colorless sky, the weak sunshine and the way the fierce wind blew leaves off trees to the extent some fell out. She didn't want to go out of the house but she had an unusual craving for strawberries, and they were in the neighborhood grocery store. She wished she could ignore the cravings but they wouldn't go until they had been satisfied. S...
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