The Things We Leave Behind

The things we leave behind — buildings, people, experiences — rarely disappear altogether. When we look back, we find ruins – Michelle W. It’s 7pm. I just closed from work. I’m tired and drained and suddenly need a recharge. I look back and remember those times. On days like this when I work overtime, you’d…

One More Chance

  Photo credit: m.lovethispic.com I was in total bliss. My wedding was turning out to be just the way I wanted it. The planners had paid attention to every detail and my gown was so on point and the “oohs” and “aahs” I was receiving from the congregation boosted my ego. It was a beautiful…

Every Day is Christmas!

“Christmas is like candy; it slowly melts in your mouth sweetening every taste bud, making you wish it could last forever.” Emily said and dropped her fork into her plate. She sipped some wine. It was New Year’s Eve and she was having dinner with her family. “I agree with you, mum. I can’t believe…

The Christmas Wish

“Mooooom?” “Yes, dear?” “I just found out the hard way that the baubles are glass, can you come with a towel?” “Oh my God!” Mrs Osei exclaimed and rushed out of the kitchen with a paper towel. She found her daughter standing in front of the Christmas tree, trying to stop her finger from bleeding….

SCORNED II

Hello there, in case you missed the first part of the story, you can find it here. SEVEN YEARS LATER  Yaw sat behind his desk and wept. For some time now, nothing seemed to be working for him. He kept losing jobs. For the past seven years, he had been switching jobs. The longest he had…

SCORNED

Hi guys, I’ve been MIA for a while but I’m back. Here’s a story to make up for my absence. A beautiful mirror, once broken, becomes a dangerous weapon. – Unknown.  Ann met Yaw in her third year in the university through a study group. They instantly became attracted to each other and hit it…

Opening Line: First Date

Discover Challenge It was the first time, and it wouldn’t be the last. Here I was, sitting across a guy whose company I enjoyed more than anything in this world. We were laughing over a table of guava juice and pizza. And oh, there was kebab and kelewele* as side dishes, my favorites. All these…

Twisted III (Final Part)

My mother picked up the phone and talked to my brother while my sister held on to me. He gave her more details about the happenings in the church. She hang up and came to my side and held me too. I had gone blank and was staring into space. “It is a lie. He’ll…

Twisted II

Personally, I don’t like sequels. I feel it changes or even “spoils” the story line. I wasn’t going to write one for this story but requests from some readers and constant begging from some friends pushed me to write this. I hope it pleases you all and as the title suggests, I have twisted it…

Twisted

“Come on Gina, just try it. It’ll do you no harm”, Martha tried to convince me. I shivered as I cast a look at the strange looking woman who was sitting in front of me. She had a headgear on and beads all over both arms. Her face was oval and smooth and she had…