HIS SON – CHAPTER NINE ❤💛
By Jessica-Ken: 💉A beeping noise which sounded not like music to my ear brought me back to life. I laid motionless with firm hands pressing down on me and white light illuminating my face. The lady who I’d thought was…
By Jessica-Ken: 💉A beeping noise which sounded not like music to my ear brought me back to life. I laid motionless with firm hands pressing down on me and white light illuminating my face. The lady who I’d thought was…
By Jessica-Ken: I sat down on the sofa, running my fingers on the seal, as the package came off. I expected to find a bloody knife with a head on a silver platter, as seen in horror movies, instead I…
By Jessy: CRAZY EASTER 🛸 CREEPY BUN 🐇🐾 I never expected to get anything this Easter. I was more of an introvert, so I had no friends or anyone to relate with. My mother would always tell me to step…
By Jessy: Easter used to be one of my favourites. I’d come to appreciate the way of the Christians even though I wasn’t totally one. My Dad was a Muslim while my mother was a Christian. In most Islam homes,…
By Jessy: FOREVER LOST 🥀🥀🥀 I’ve carried this burden I never wanted to bear ⚔; I’ve loved you for a long time now ⛈ But you never seemed to notice. All that I tried, All that I wished, Gone in…
By Jessy: NANNY DEAREST 💖🤱 💄💅 A JESS SHORTS 💅💄 Just one of my shorts 💗💋 ****** Running down the stairs, came little Ellie. Eliana she was called—smart and beautiful she was known. Her parents were…
By Jessy: I sat down on the sofa, running my fingers on the seal, as the package came off. I expected to find a bloody knife with a head on a silver platter, as seen in horror movies, instead I…
By Jessy: Hilda came back few hours later, with the house fully arranged. I had her sit down while I narrated the whole thing to her. She was shocked on hearing everything, as she was sure she had locked…
By Jessy: Y’all remember my author’s note, right? So I’m gonna start from here 😘. I got back home only to realize the door was wide open. It was strange finding it that way because I knew Hilda would…
By Jessy: Okay guys. This is neither a story nor a poem. Didn’t really know where to keep it, so I chose diaries instead (PLEASE OVERLOOK) When I was reading HIS SON from the beginning, I realized that I made…