Tag: Creative writing
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united we fall – The complete story
https://greatbenji.business.blog/2021/11/21/united-we-fall-a-short-story/
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Holy Pepper
From the time the cup was handed over to him, Sani knew he was the next to die. Like water in a clenched fist, his life was slipping fast through his hands. Whiles lying in his room deeply absorbed in his thoughts, he noticed an eye peeking at him through a crack in his room…
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Your past came knocking – A poem
Your past came knocking It came with a message packaged in the person of your Ex The urge to open it was strong But I resisted Wanted you to read it and tell me what it means for us Whatever you decide I just want you to know Darling, my collection of happiness That you…
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Moonlight – the full story.
It was midnight. From the hill on which our cottage stood, I saw the eyes of an incoming bus dilate with delight as it peeped through the fog that had pinned itself to the wet, virgin forest. Everything around the cottage had taken on the the greyish look of the moon stuck against the indomitable…
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Kanté is growing
The merciless Ivorian sun crushed tarred road into simmering waves. Illusion beckoned Kanté to keep looking into the distance for evidence. And whiles looking, past memories gently crept into his mind as he trudged through the enervating heat towards his favorite restaurant for his lunch break. Food. Food. Food. All that had been on his…
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united we fall – The complete story
-our sister Lalé was robbed last night. She was returning from work around 1am and noticed a dubious figure following her at a distant. She quickened her pace. So did her intruder. Upon reaching the gate to the house, she found it locked and she began screaming, “Thief! Thief! Thief!” But no one came out…
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Machine Heart – Part 2
Footsteps of neighbours returning late from work soon died down into the silence of midnight, occasionally broken by distant howling of dogs and eerie hooting of owls. Diallo lay in his room, unable to sleep, looking out of his open window at the half moon skating across the sky, above the thick fog that sat…
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Machine heart – a short story
5pm. A hazy Friday evening. Two colleagues are alone at the backseat of their company bus. She was talking, her elbow on his shoulder, turning away shyly whenever her eyes met his. “I can hardly get you off my mind. At work when you see me busy at my desk…on my phone..it’s just a facade..it’s…
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I wonder
She cheated on her husband and I was curious to know how and why it happened. It could not have been in her home. She and her husband hardly receive visitors. The neighbors would have found it suspicious that a man paid her a visit while her husband was away at work. Being the gifted…
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Come back
He no longer believes in their relationship. He’s taken his bag and fled. No word. Not even a goodbye. She’s heard he is in Togo. She stands in church today, a microphone in hand, in tears. Testimony time. Let her enemies know that despite the efforts to kill her joy, she will still smile, even…
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