If I Could Tell You_The Hunting_Et Obscuratus Filia_Too bad the grass is never greener
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If I Could Tell You
If I could tell you my story as little Rose, I’d tell you about my little chubby arms, always with a beaded bracelet on both my wrists. Nothing small, everything grand and majestic and exaggerated. But now I’m telling you my story as a branch on a tree, and mother bark is dying.In 1972, I was born as Rose Wamuyu, daughter of Njenga Wa Muguda and Beatrice Wawira Wamuyu. From as early as I can remember, I was fascinated by beads. My mother was the daughter to a member of the Mau Mau uprising. Although I never met my grandfather, who died with three bullets in his head, his stories lived on in th...
The Hunting
“ Why did I choose to investigate this case?” Akash thought to himself, with fear and grief echoing inside him like crazy. He hwww.onedoor.ccad just woken up, and was feeling somewhat dizzy after the hard hit on his head. He searched for the proofs that they had collected, but it was nowhere to be found. The murderer had trapped him perfectly. And now he was completely stuck in a room, which had a bathtub behind him, reeking with blood and flesh of those people who were the mad man’s victims. There were two doors in front of him.A soft voice came from the speaker in the room. “ Hello Akash, the time has com...
Et Obscuratus Filia
BANG! A gunshot filled the air and breaks the silence in a small simple community in the midst of crowded city. It reached the ear of a young lady who’s on her meditation session inside their house on a man-made pond. Her cousin saw that it disturb her a bit, she remained peaceful and calm outside but not on the inside. “Criminals are freely roving around the community again. These past few days the criminal rates are getting high, as if there was a feast waiting for them here,” she said to herself. She inhaled and exhaled heavily, sign that she cannot concentrate anymore. She suddenly opene...
Too bad the grass is never greener
It had seemed too easy, all he had to to was agree to leave behind a family he could not stand to be with, a life he hated beyond measure. His mother always simpering, not understanding why her love was not enough to sate him, always telling him he must be patient with life. That good things would come to him."But I want more. I deserve more, and I deserve it NOW!" His voice had brought fear to his mothers eyes, her hand clutching at her tattered shawl. He hated her, innocent Violet. Hated that he had not been chosen, not been given the chance to... but it didn't matter now all he had to do wa...