The Door Upstairs | Fiction.
For a very long time Nobody was allowed into the room upstairs.. Not visitors. Not relatives. Not even the housekeeper. Its been twelve years now, the door has remained…
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THE COMPOUND WALL
Everyone in Umudara village knew who Chief Okeke was but very few people actually knew him.. to most people, he was simply the old man behind the wall. His compound sat at the…
I Thought I Knew Him.
I noticed this man always comes over to eat at our restaurant. What made me notice him was that he has a specific spot, and he only orders the same thing each and every…
I DIDN’T KNOW
We had a quarrel that afternoon, and it made me upset. It was the 5th time in three days that we were fighting and it was already getting frustrating. I wanted it to stop, but…
The Jar on the Fridge
"You have to recount it," that was what my elder sister said, while her voice was already low, with her eyes filled with benefit of a doubt, watching Pamela, our house help…
CNF - The Price of Silence
Government workers in Nigerian institutions have not been paid really well; chaos everywhere. The ASUU chairman decried that there is no going back on the strike action.…
THE BLACK GOAT UNDER THE TREE
The first time old Mama Nkem sold the black goat, the village laughed. The second time she sold it, people began to whisper... By the third time they called her a thief.. "How…
Beyond the surface
Fourteen-year-old Samuel arrived late to school every morning... Not five minutes late. Not ten. Sometimes thirty. Sometimes an hour. His teacher, Mrs. Deborah Okonkwo…
Equal In Not Knowing
Uncle Bayo's home had that Saturday afternoon smell, the one that comes from a mix of fried plantain, cement from the neighbors unfinished fence and somebody's generator smoke…
The Price Of A Sincere Apology.
Well, the first memory happened to disappear on a Monday. You know, I was just so sure it had worked considering the fact that I couldn't remember my mother's expression…
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