Image source: google He groaned as the noise of a building crowd drifted under the bridge where he lay asleep. The battered mat crunched beneath his shifting weight as his eyes adjusted to his environment. It was still dark but dawn wasn't far off. Something terrible had happened. Something tragic. He could tell by the … Continue reading The Photo Album
I was in church this evening when the devil came and planted the image of shawarma in my head. Yes, I know it's the devil because that was all I could think of through the service. It was so bad that before the Pastor even closed the service, I was already googling shawarma spots around. … Continue reading Shawarma Tales
"What is this?" I half shouted. He showed me another picture of Tade, a much younger version of him. This time, it was an obituary. I laughed. "What sort of expensive joke is this, young man? Don't make me call security on you." He sighed. "I hate to be the one to break this to … Continue reading Love and Illusions (Part 2)
Tade was the answer to my prayers. It was almost too good to be through as I got everything I had always wanted in a relationship. I almost felt like I didn't deserve it. Or maybe I did. After all the bozos I had to go through, I finally got my Boaz. Somebody pinch me!
Tonye looked at the party crowd. They seemed to be having fun. She wasn't. This was her first social outing in a while and Tara, her sister had practically dragged her along. She stirred her Chapman and cleared her throat. Tara looked up from her phone. "Why did you bring me here when you'd rather … Continue reading One More Time
I drew down the sleeves of my jacket and hugged myself tightly. It was becoming unusually chilly for a hot afternoon. I looked around, then at my wristwatch. It was fifteen minutes past two. Vincent was running late. Why was he taking so long? I had befriended Vincent at the cemetery. Ever since my parents … Continue reading UNFINISHED BUSINESS
The world system by default has a way of trying to put you in a box. It tries to dictate to you what the "ideal" life is and how to live it. Pressures are mounting by the very fact that you need to fit in just right into the society standard. From getting the perfect … Continue reading #6wordstory – 10/5
Oiza had always been afraid of the dark. It all started when she was four. Her mum had taken her shopping for new toys in a vintage store. As they approached the toy aisle, she had pulled her hands away from her mums' and had run along the aisle, admiring every toy on the shelves. … Continue reading Darkest Fear.