MY IMAGINARY FRIEND

By Jessica-Ken: Everybody would talk about how fancy or rich they were. But I couldn’t say anything because of how poor I was. The house we lived in, was nothing to write home about. I envied those who talked about…

A LITERARY IDEA 6

By Jessica-Ken: I loved him. Yes, I did. He was one of the many I’d bragged about not doing something bad. He was kind, loving, and perfect in every way. Well, maybe not perfect. But I did love him. Tyler…

A LITERARY IDEA 5

By Jessica-Ken: “Helga, wait up. Wait up, Helga. Helga…!” I remember vividly when my sister fled. It was on that night the last straw broke the camel’s back. I was heartbroken when she found out that I was sleeping with…

A LITERARY IDEA 4

By Jessica-Ken: The love of money made me do this. Killing Achigamsi, my love. It was disheartening, running the blade on her throat. I’d lured her that day to come stay with me, giving her the reason that I was…

A LITERARY IDEA

By Jessica-Ken: The love of money made me do this. Killing Achigamsi, my love. It was disheartening, running the blade on her throat. I’d lured her that day to come stay with me, giving her the reason that I was…

A LITERARY IDEA 3

By Jessica-Ken: Ruthless—brutal, words all linked. I hadn’t known about these words until today. The day my parents were killed and I was made to watch. “Lala! Lala!” It was on that fateful day. The day we were to leave…

A LITERARY IDEA 2

By Jessica-Ken: I was only in Jss2 when my parents died. Used to living in a place of comfort, I tried so hard to get back everything I once had, but it wasn’t so easy. “Would you like to work…

A LITERARY IDEA

By Jessica-Ken: •R~w •Unedited I’m placing the ideas like it is in my head. So, please bear 😊 …………. I ran breathlessly on the lonely road. Someone was chasing me. I hadn’t any idea who it was… or what. All…

Spectator

By Queen Oladoyin: Deyinka was not particularly a beauty and her mother made sure to repeat it often, especially now that her marriage was at the verge of crumbling. It had become a song Deyinka was tired of listening to.…

The Reading Book

By Paul Anozie: One day, an old shriveled book in a dank corner of a public library decided it did not want to be a book no more; it did not want to be read without end by humans, but…