Hi guys! this is a short story written by my lovely sister and upcoming writer, Gbenga Oti. Enjoy! She would appreciate your kind thoughts too, there just might be a sequel. ...... I had waited so long for the day when I would walk down the aisle, with my arms locked into my fathers' and… Continue reading Life!
In a voice dripping with so much empathy it was disgusting, they doled out rehearsed lines, a million times retold. "We are truly sorry madam, we did our best to save her". Those were not the words i was expecting to hear, this was not a possible scenario. I was supposed to become her mother… Continue reading Black Roses
Under the full glare of the Nigerian sun, he limped through Kasuwa, the market with every eye fixed on him, he kept his head down but he could feel their stares, like arrows piercing through him. He was a local celebrity, the one-legged man who killed his friend.
Hassan and Jubril grew up in the same neighbourhood, their houses separated by a narrow path. They had raised hell together in their little village. Together, they bullied younger children and were bullied by the older kids; they were inseparable; Hassan was the precocious one. His growth spurt had preceded any of the other kids’. Jubril tried to catch up with him but he could only go as far as his genes permitted.
Expectedly, Hassan became the muscle and Jubril ended up as the brainy one.
On completing secondary school, Hassan joined the army. Brainy Jubril got admitted into the state…
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Writing this story has been a great learning experience for me and I wish that it didn't have to end so soon. Enjoy! Free as a bird, To do as I please, To soar like the eagle, To overcome obstacles, To be rid of the chains that hold me captive, I long for freedom. I… Continue reading Broken…the finale.
Disclaimer This is a fictional story. The characters and plot are works of art. Any resemblance to real people is purely coincidental. I remember the first time i saw you, it was our first year of our journey as med students, and the first day of Physics practical. You were bald, clumsy and had an… Continue reading Heart Over Head in Love
Yahweh said He would command His angels to guard me carefully, they would lift me up in their hands lest I strike my foot against a stone. I feel like I'm no longer on the edge of an abyss but falling to the dangerous depths of what lies beyond the precipice, wondering if it's too late… Continue reading Broken…the sequel
Hi guys! This is my first published attempt at a short story, please go easy on me. I hope it's worth reading though. Here's to new beginnings! Bones old and brittle, Heart broken, Eyes, cold and unseeing, Bits and pieces of me, formless and without substance. Who will save me now? It is the… Continue reading Broken.