The Road I choose.

The Road I choose.

"Are you seriously leaving again?" I stopped at the doorway and looked back at my mother, she was sitting on the only old sofa in the house and she was taring at me like i had…

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The Weight Of Tomorrow.

The Weight Of Tomorrow.

Tunde woke up that Saturday morning the same way he always does to the sound of his mother's pestle hitting the mortar at the backyard, pounding pepper for the stew that would…

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HOW MY EVENING IS GOING.......
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HOW MY EVENING IS GOING.......

Tonight I did something very rare. Nothing. I have been at home in Onitsha since morning. No school stress, no hostel noise, just home. My mum and siblings were in the parlor…

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