It’s a Miracle!

The thing about miracles is that they come suddenly. You won’t esperrerit! When they come, however, they make you smile, they make you happy, they make you laugh, they fill a gap. This, I perceive strongly, is what Mr. Adebayo saw that made him exclaim on the morning of his first daughter’s birth: It is […]

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The Sinemile Ordeal (XII)

I open my eyes to a terrible headache, the SBHM ‘s fan in my face, and a wet towel on my head. Tanya is excited to see me conscious. ‘That monster hit you.’ She says, reading my mind. ‘Where is she now?’ ‘SBHM called the guards to come and carry her. She really lost control, […]

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The Sinemile Ordeal (IV)

I’m at the door to the dormitory now. I peep to see if Sinemile is in, and I see her lying on her bed, facing up, with one hand behind her head and the other hand tracing an imaginary line under my bed on the top bunk. I see her feet are not on the […]

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For Badosky

When I heard that he now answered to the nickname Badosky, the typical me was like: ‘Omo, maybe this boy is now a bad boy o.’ But I just kept my cool. Soon enough, I realized that good ol’ typical-me might have been right afterall. Hahaha.. seriously hoping he doesn’t chop off my head after […]

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The Sinemile Ordeal (II)

When we woke up this morning, some of my room girls were jesting, obviously discussing someone, in hushed tones. The juniors who would be dead if they spoke out just went about their business with amused countenances. Tanya later told me on our way for breakfast that people had heard what Sinemile said in her […]

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The Sinemile ordeal.

I hear voices that resonate in my ears, but my mind is too lazy to process them. Stolen things, I hear, are sweet, and these few moments of short stolen naps are sufficient proof. While others chatter about everything and nothing in particular, all I seem to do is snooze and drool. It’s the best […]

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Love letters (VI)

Seeing the triumphant gleam in his eyes, I got sick in the stomach, and I could feel my indignation drain the colour from my face. I didn’t know when I landed him punches on his nose, until it began to bleed. This must be interesting, he muttered to himself, shaking his head in amusement as […]

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