A MOTHER’S DESIRE: A CHILD’S BOREDOM_Vos' Decision_The End of Before_The moon with all her faces
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A MOTHER’S DESIRE: A CHILD’S BOREDOM
‘My mother wanted to decide my future. Because she wanted to choose a career for me.’ Obieke was soliloquizing.Obieke was a promising young man whose parents made every effort to make choices for him. It wasn’t funny at all! He had siblings of both genders but was not treated in the same manner like his siblings. His own case was always different! Chike and Ikeobi were his good friends, so they from time to time visit each other for sit-out and other social benefits. On Sunday evening, Chike and Ikeobi visited Obieke as usual but this time, the noticed something different on Obieke’s face! Ob...
Vos' Decision
Everything hurts.My feet, my lungs, my arms,my whole body felt like it was going to collapse any second. But whenever I considered stopping, my bones chilled at the swww.onedoor.ccound of rapid footsteps and the loud roar catching up to me. When is this going to end? It’ll end when that fifteen foot tiger stomps on your face and eats your head. I thought on the verge of sobbing. But alas, I see the recognizable knobby tree around the corner and smile as I make the turn, hop over a pile of grass, and sprint down the forest. A few seconds later, I hear a loud SNAP! As the giant monster yowls and grumbles wh...
The End of Before
Storm clouds billowed from the twilight horizon, blotting out stars in their march across the sky. Brief crackles of lighting lit the night as rain sent ripples among the heaving waters of the Starlit Sea. Waves spilled in deep blues across jagged black stones; the water coated a crimson stained figure splayed upon the shore. His limbs were twisted in unnatural and painful ways among scattered bits of timber. Wounds and rain distorted his features and dampened his already soaked and tattered clothing. The man remained unmoving through the chaos of the storm. Then like a miracle, he gasped for ...
The moon with all her faces
Fear had coursed through my blood before in life, numbing my brain, icing my heart, but never like the moment I entered the church. Devin laughed, “I dare you,” he said. As if I could refuse the thirty thousand silver coins he offered. Nothing to him. * The first time I felt real fear was as a child, walking the cobbled street beside my old Nana. In our daily travels, we had never before gone near the Blood Church before that day. The day after Midsummer, when townsfolk only left their dwellings if they had no choice, and the wind had already shifted, coming in from the sea. As we reached the...