The Sinemile Ordeal (VII)

My eyes are wide open. Again, I have found no sleep. No, I’m sleepy as hell, but to succumb to sleep’s appeal might be deadly at this point as I do not know her intentions,neither do I trust them. She has put me on her bed, and is making tea for me. It’s 5:24am.  She’s […]

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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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Love Letters (V)

As he speaks, I wonder if he’s always been a stammerer. ‘So, wait, what do you need me to do? Why…why are you even telling me all these?’ ‘I think she thinks it’s you who’s been writing the letters. So, I want you to be me.’ The ashen look returns to his face in split […]

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Love letters (IV)

Tracy Mba ‘Tracy!’ I am jerked awake by the hysterical noise from the person that’s my mum. I wonder why she does this. At some point, it used to scare me when she shouted like that –as if the roof of the house was on fire– but now I know better. ‘Ma!’ I scream back […]

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