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Conversations
Prompt: Write about a character doing something they’ve done hundreds of times — only this time, it’s taken on a new meaning. “Hey, Lina.” “Hi!” “How are you?” “Good. And yourself?” “Oh, I’m good. What have you been up to?” “Nothing much, you?” “Nothing.” “Cool. Okay. Bye.”The end of conversations usually www.onedoor.ccmake impressions, for me atleast. Then later in the day, my mind will slip away from reality before the transcript of my conversations weigh me down. Cool? Great way to end a conversation, huh. Usually it’s the other person who breaks the silence because they don’t like the slight discom...
The Theory of Magnetism
Studying abroad is a good experience, but it is never easy, especially when you are not acquainted with any international student who has been in the country for a long time. At the beginning of 2019, Mrs. Bakire, a young mother whose spouse worked for the armed forces, got an acceptance letter from one of the most prestigious universities in Turkey. She decided to come to Turkey with her baby. Back then, she did not have friends in Turkey. Her apartment was right near mine. When I informed my friends of the new neighbor, they started planning on going to welcome her. As I was the one who spre...
Another Beautiful Day
There are always something wandering in my mind. Sometimes they are troubles from my past, sometimes they are sweet memories about you. No matter what, my mind is always running like an energy ball, and it often gives me headache. Then I changed my focus to you. I opened the contact and started looking for you. You have always been my best General in life. Whenever I had doubt, any confusion about anything, you are like a teacher, a coach, a professor, guiding me through problems and found the solutions. I like writing poems for this Man. On a lazy Sunday, he woke up, made his bed, brush his...
Whimper
Seun has always been, well, Seun. Not just now that we are older, since when we were little children running around the streets with our panties, rolling around motorcylcle tires, and girls playing "ten-ten", or "Suwe", both a game of counting. I have always been where I was supposed to be, among my peers, the boys. But Seun, she's been different. She loves spending time with us boys, competing with us, even sometimes getting into fights with one of us. We, boys have always taunted her and asked her to go count "Ten-ten" like her so called mates. She wouldn't hear of it. She was what would b...