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Butterflies and Butterknives
I stood backstage amongst the paint-splattered floor and shelves of props. The brief buzz of the awaiting audience drifted through the curtain and pressed against my ears. Me and the other leads were standing in a circle just off stage. They were talking about something, but I wasn’t really listening. I had retreated far back into the confines of my consciousness. The present moment was filled with nothing but crippling fear. My therapist had told me it was the fear of “an unforgiving observer,” but everybody else called it stage fright. It was about the worst thing you could ha...
BECOMING A PREFECT
Kamsi Okoye sat on his bed starring out the window. The night was cool and the moonlit. To his left were his two elder twin brothers, Chinedu and Chukwuma sleeping on their respective beds. Kamsi rose from his bed and stretched. He was tall and had an athletic build. He moved around noiselessly in the dark, groping for the lamp that stood in the reading table in the room. His hand came across the button and he switched it on. The light from thwww.onedoor.cce lamp bathed his entire face and made him squint instantly. A closer look at Kamsi told us he was light-skinned and had a bony face. You could see he wa...
How to bake macarons
You'd never used labels like exclusive or non-exclusive; boyfriend and girlfriend; or friends-with-benefits. It just never came up while you were together. You'd introduced her simply as 'Sam' during casual Friday drinks on Eagle Street to your classy workmates in their checked Tarocash button ups and chinos. She'd loved that your friends didn't question why you'd brought the girl from the coffee shop and that because she had been tucked under your arm, she'd just sauntered in without getting carded.At sleepovers, when her friends asked what the two of you were to each other, she would say, "W...
Fine to Failure to Finally the Light
I always had a pretty good life I thought. Even though the things didn’t start to well, I tried to finish it the right way. I love my life the way it is. When I was young, I would go outside and play with my brother and sister. We actually got along then. We were young we didn’t hold grudges. Well, one day we were playing and I told my brother to toss me the ball. He said I needed to back up. I backed up and right into a cactus bush my grandma had grown in the yard. I was not too happy. To this day my back is sensitive because of that. After that we got over it and still played outside. My ...