Thoughts in his head wandered around. To shout what he is or not. Doing so, saying who he is was like inviting trouble. How things change fast in this city.
Category: Short story
OH MY (EPISODE 3)OH MY (EPISODE 3)
“Let us walk,” I know a coffee shop nearer here. “That is fine,” Shali said. “Now that we have meet, the tap has been opened, it is time for the
OH MY (EPISODE TWO )OH MY (EPISODE TWO )
“Eish, Eish,” all said while looking at their friend. She on her hand looked down shyly. One of them who was closest to the lady said, “ wait a minute?
EYES NEVER SEENEYES NEVER SEEN
The birds twitter such vibes. The people as they walked down slope was like the downing of a waterfall on a mountain. Step by step. In groups then, swinging their
ONE TIME FAVOURITEONE TIME FAVOURITE
“No, no, this is my favourite,” he uttered loud. He looked at it, his own, and sees those patches of black like soot with no definite shape, not circle, not
TAKES HEARTTAKES HEART
He did not know if he was to do it or not. Was it worth it? Was there another means? Was there an option to it? His body felt the
DAYS OF MANYDAYS OF MANY
Days of many awaited days had come. It had not been easy. The journey that is. It was gruelling. It was tough, the beginnings was not easy. The first one
PHILOSOPHER’S STONEPHILOSOPHER’S STONE
Taptap of feet with water. The splash following. The noise that ensured. The pushing of each other. The distance was long, far away but they were nearing the surface where
MISSINGMISSING
Days gone by, but that picture still reminds. It still is an image straight into the head. Like a train it moves, chuchuchu. What days they were. Such times were
TO BEARTO BEAR
Ouch! Thinking of it pains a lot. Not doing it also hurts, it has repercussions, the future will not be bright, it would be dull. A picture of a beggar