Wednesday, 18 January 2017
I was reading my book when he came calling, for the very first time. How did he know my house? I wondered.
“Auntie Abosede, you have a visitor.” Sister Lucky’s nephew said to me.
We were all seated in the sitting room, reading our books while Sister Lucky marked the scripts from the students at the school. I had been staring at my book for the past one hour but little had been recorded in my brain.
Tuesday, 17 January 2017
Pere made his way through the market with nothing but a nylon bag folded meticulously and stuffed into his back pocket. He walked with sure steps as though one on a mission and indeed, he was on a mission. He needed to get food or he’ll starve. He made his way through the very bubbly market on the outskirts of Warri town and stopped at a garri stall.
“Good morning...” He greeted.
Monday, 16 January 2017
Lightning flashed as Vivian groped through the dark fog, she knew she was trapped and she could see that someone was after her life but who? She turned and saw no one so she kept taking quick steps out of the fog. Soon, she heard the sound of familiar laughter and she felt relief surge through her heart. Trusting that her friends were nearby, she turned around to stare at them with a big smile on her face.
Sunday, 15 January 2017
Edmund didn’t know what pushed him out of his house and dragged him to his car. ‘This isn’t a good idea’, his common sense warned him to get back into the house but the spirit within him propelled him to turn his keys in the ignition.
Soon, he was headed out of his house and out into the road, moving with the direction of the spirit.
Mike stood at the gate of his children’s school and threatened the security man.
Saturday, 14 January 2017
Friday, 13 January 2017
Zach was stunned. What in the world was his son doing here at his sister in-law’s? His heart started beating fast like the hooves of a horse! Where was Queen? Was she somewhere around? But that wasn’t possible, he thought. He’d just dropped off Queen at the hotel and there was no way she could come here so fast.
“Zach...are you okay? It looks like you’ve seen a ghost.” His wife said to him, taken aback at his reaction.
Thursday, 12 January 2017
Mike felt as though he’d been slapped in the face. Where on earth did his wife run to? He thought. He quickly rushed back into the house and into his sons’ room.
“Get up now! Both of you!” He shouted.
Micah and Emmanuel who had just gone back to sleep jerked up in fright and stared at their father.
“Why are you shouting daddy?” Micah asked.
“Will you shut up? Get up from bed this minute! We are going out!”
Wednesday, 11 January 2017
I knew right from the day I decided to stay with Sister Lucky that there was no turning back. For years, everyone knew me as the trouble maker, the unserious young woman and the spoilt brat and if I had wanted to leave Sister Lucky’s place the day I arrived, I would have done it without a second thought and no one would have been able to stop me. I guess I wanted to give myself a chance to prove that I could be someone better and that for once in my life, I could be proud of myself.
As soon as my father shut the door, I looked up at Sister Lucky and she was smiling at me. I had won her affection- something I’d craved for from the first day I’d stepped my feet into her home. I wanted her to smile at me the way she smiled at the teens and I also wanted to be respected by them for a change.
Yes, it’s my birthday today and I’m so glad to be alive. I have no idea of what to write under this post but well...I can’t keep calm. There’s this special feeling on birthdays and I’m sure that you feel it too, it’s almost like the world has placed you at its center. I’ve stopped lamenting that my birthday comes at the first month of the New Year instead I’m grateful that I was born on this day. People born on the 11th of January are strong willed, talented, loving, kind and sincere. So to all my birthday mates all over the world, Happy Birthday to you.
Tuesday, 10 January 2017
It has come to my attention that some people are publishing my work on their platforms. Please, if you want to publish or share my work, you need to go through the proper route and by this, I mean that I have to be contacted. These works are rightfully mine and the fact that I publish them free online doesn't give anyone the right to lift them off my site and publish wherever. From henceforth, if anyone publishes my work without my consent, I will sue and I mean it!
Thank you for understanding.
It was four days after Winnie had sent fear down the hearts of her family and friends, and the doctors had just performed hopefully, the last surgery on her.
“Can I see her now?” Winnie’s mother asked the doctor as soon as he walked out of the operating room.
She’d refused to leave the hospital, as she spent the nights there and only ate or changed whenever her husband came with fresh clothing and food.
Monday, 9 January 2017
Steve was at the hospital, he had called Winnie’s phone only for Rachel to answer it and tell him that Winnie was at the hospital. Rachel’s mother and brother were there too, they had called Rachel to know when she was coming home but received the news about Winnie.
Mira and her mother sat shakily at the waiting area of the hospital alongside, Steve, Rachel and Theodora, no one spoke, everyone sat there silently and looked at the ground as though expecting answers from there.
Sunday, 8 January 2017
It was a though a hard clap of thunder had resounded in the heavens and Edmund shot off the bed.
“Blood of Jesus!” He screamed.
He breathed heavily as his eyes widened as though it had seen some sort of ghosts. He had dreamed and in his dream he had seen two women, Jennifer and Vanessa. They were dragged to an ancient shrine and were about to be tied together with long and strong chains. They both wailed, beating themselves on the ground in tears. He quickly got off the bed and fell on his knees in prayer.
Saturday, 7 January 2017
Friday, 6 January 2017
Happy Birthday to Chu, our wonderful blog reader. May this New Year be your best yet and may God continue to water your paths with joy, love, peace, happiness and all good things. Many happy returns dear.
Jessica stood outside Queen’s hotel room and waited, the door opened and a smiling Queen stepped out, holding the hand of her son.
“What a handsome young man?” Jessica praised, taking in Junior’s outfit to her nephew’s party.
“I hope he’s not over-dressed. I tend to match his outfits and...”
“Wow! I love your sense of style Queen...he looks so good.” Jessica praised.
Queen smiled, she loved it whenever her son’s dressing was complimented.
Thursday, 5 January 2017
Jennifer stood there breathing heavily, with her back to the door, she didn’t know what to do. The keys were in her hand but the door was locked and unlocking it was going to be a long process.
“Where are you going with my kids?” Mike demanded, taking a step towards them.
Emmanuel and Micah looked at their mother, then at their father, they were confused.
“Go to your room...Micah, Emmanuel.” Their father said to them.
Emmanuel held his brother’s hand and squeezed it, he didn’t understand what was going on.
“Didn’t you hear what I just said? Go into your room now and don’t come out!” He spat.
Wednesday, 4 January 2017
I was kneeling before sister Lucky and whimpering in tears. I could hear my father’s voice as he tried to explain.
“Na truth I tell you, I swear. Na relay race she wan teach me ooo...I tell am say I wan join Olympics and she tell me say she wan show me how to run.”
Sister Lucky didn’t spare my father a glance, I could tell she was furious.
“Sister Lucky, na devil work...” I started.
She gave me a sound slap on my cheek and I quickly said.
“I’m sorry, it’s the devil’s work.”
Sunday, 1 January 2017
Saturday, 31 December 2016
Ella was saying her morning prayers when she heard the hushed argument in the sitting room. She tried to concentrate on her prayers but found that it was to no avail as she could hear her husband’s voice and his relative’s whispers. What in the world where they quarrelling about? She thought to herself as she ended her prayer and stood up to her feet. It was five thirty am in the morning and she had to get ready for work or she won’t be there on time. Since she started living on the mainland, she realised that early rise was key to a fruitful day at work.
She made her way out of the bedroom and as soon as she stepped into the sitting room, her husband and his relative were as quiet as church mice.
Friday, 30 December 2016
Hey guys, I once again apologise for the late posts, it's truly beyond my control. The network is really terrible at one side of town and super fast at the other side. Do bear with me.
Jessica was sulking, she had kept mum all through the night, even when her husband had come home late and slipped into bed. She had pretended as though she was asleep. All her life, she hated lies, she hated it when she was being played for a fool and she loathed it when people felt they could lie to her the way they wanted. Her husband had lied to her, he’d told her that he was going to be on the site till late only for her to call his PA and he had another story to tell. She was sure something was fishy and she hated to be taken for granted.
Thursday, 29 December 2016
Tuesday, 27 December 2016
Monday, 26 December 2016
Winnie’s parents were standing at the front of Mira’s house when a police vehicle drove up towards them as well as two other cars. The cars stopped and three police officers stepped out of the police vehicle, one police officer stepped out of Mira’s mother’s vehicle while Mira and her mother followed suit.
Sunday, 25 December 2016
Merry Christmas everyone. It’s Christmas day today and I want to wish everyone a wonderful celebration. I sincerely apologise for the break in transmission at my end especially as I haven’t been posting as regularly as I used to. I intended to post Wife Material yesterday but something happened. I set out on a journey on Friday and arrived at my destination on Saturday; something that has never happened to me. I’ve spent all day trying to settle down, so please accept the Wife Material for Sunday instead of Saturday. I’m also experiencing network problems as my internet is super slow. Perhaps I should have written and scheduled in Lagos but alas, I was too swamped to do that. Black Mail won’t be up today as I’ll move it till Thursday. Thank you all for being such amazing readers.
Please pardon my *no image* I've been trying to upload for hours.
Have a wonderful celebration dears.
Friday, 23 December 2016
Tamara stood up from her seat as soon as she saw her sister but she didn’t like what she saw. Ella looked drained, tired and exhausted.
“Tamara...you look as gorgeous as ever.” Ella said with a smile as she hugged her.
“Thank you...” Tamara said, not wanting to express her displeasure over her sister’s appearance to her.
Thursday, 22 December 2016
Tuesday, 20 December 2016
Daniel charged into the place his gang had kept Mira captive like a bull. It had taken him about fifty minutes to get to the place and he was determined to get Mira first before anyone did, even if it meant killing her and her mother.
He pushed open the door to the house and there she was, seated on one of the stools, flanked by her mother and her friend.
“Daniel! What are you doing here?” Mira’s mother asked in surprise. “I asked my husband to come alone.”
“Yes you did...” Daniel scoffed.
Monday, 19 December 2016
Mira sat in the police station and stared at her hands, she had hidden in the water drum till she was sure that Daniel was gone. As she’d made her way out of the place she’d been held captive, she had never been so clueless in her entire life. She’d remembered what Winnie told her about being street smart and saying a little prayer in her head, she made her way out of the place and headed out into the road. She saw a bike and hailed it even though she had no money and asked that she’d be taken to the nearest police station. She got there and when the bike rider had asked for money, she’d told him to give her a minute and disappeared into the station, and luckily saw police officers who listened to her story and who helped her settle the bike man.
Sunday, 18 December 2016
Saturday, 17 December 2016
Queen was seated at her desk when her phone rang, her heart almost flipped over when she saw the ID, it was her husband.
“My goodness!” She exclaimed as she took the phone and quickly answered. “Zach! Where have you been? What is the matter with you? I have been calling for a whole week and you’re number has been out of reach.”
A very frail voice answered her.
“Darling, I...I..am not too strong, I fell so sick.” He said.