Just as I Asked: The Day God Moved
It was time to finally leave the city where I completed my National Youth Service Corps, and I was eager to move to a new one after much deliberation. I was also determined to…
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No Trace of Jessy
In a world addicted to selfies, he is a ghost. So there is this guy in school, Jessy, who was a friend of a friend and later became my friend. I have known him since level 100…
Nutty But Special.
There is always that one person in the family that everybody just quietly agrees is... not okay , you see In our own family, it is my mum’s elder sister Aunty Ini. See…
The Biscuit Tin Theory of My Life | Creative Nonfiction.
I don’t remember exactly when I started keeping receipts, but it’s been a while. It started small. A few supermarket receipts stuffed into a purse I no longer used. Then came…
The White Mansion
Living life has been so unpredictable that you just can't tell what the future has in store for you. We tend to have aspirations, desires, wants, needs, and a lot more of all…
When dreams meet reality
Life can be funny sometimes, because what you wish for might not be what life will bring for you and yet you can’t stop living since you don’t want to give up, I am glad my…
BREEDING CREATIVITY
I used to think I was intelligent, until I started learning graphics design. I saw a lot of beautiful designs and admired them. So eager to learn, I used all my savings to get a…
Small Conversations, Big Inspirations: Living The Dream
I returned home very tired from my community…
I Dreamt of Damon Salvatore — My Mother Called It Spiritual Attack
Right now I can't say I am living the dream, rather I am not just there yet. Right from when I was a kid, I have had many dreams — big dreams, small dreams, and even stupid…
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