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DON'T GIVE IT A MOUTH ___PROMPT #55
Tunde's father was the best carver in Mushin. Not chair, not door. He carved faces. Eyo faces, Egungun faces, masquerade faces. People came from Ikeja, from Yaba, even from…
The Passenger Nobody Collected
"Madam, can you tell that man to stop following our bus?" That was what came out of the conductor's mouth that everyone looked towards the left window side. I was sitting in…
The House Nobody Wanted To Enter.
There are some places that look completely normal during the day but become something else entirely at night, a house can look beautiful in the afternoon, with flowers around the…
THE VOICE CALLING FROM THE KITCHEN
The first time I heard my dead father calling my name, I did exactly what any sensible man would do... I covered my head with a blanket and pretended I was still a child... My…
AN INVITATION TO THE MARKET OF THE DEAD🥀💀__#55
I have never believed in ghosts until the night I followed the masquerade. In my village in Nnewi, they tell children not to go out on the night of October 31st. Not because of…
MARRIED TO THE AFTER LIFE 💀🥀
Amara thought it was a dream. The cold was the first thing she felt. Not the normal cold of harmattan, but a deep, old cold that entered her bones. Her eyes opened and she was…
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