Nnena couldn’t sleep, she has been having sleepless nights since she got into the family of Mrs. Chioma, she was also thinking about her ghosts’ parent. She was sobbing incessantly. “This world is full of scorn, contempt and disdain for the poor, we are regarded as nothing but ragtag, riffraff, trash and scum.
Mrs. Chioma sat in the sitting room reading the daily newspaper. Obinna was busy with a drawing using his drawing board, pencil, ruler and a sheet of A4 paper as his apparatus. Chiamaka is also busy watching a movie from the decoder. Nnena was in the kitchen cleaning the utensils. They whole house is as silent as a grave yard. Chiamaka broke the silent.
“Mummy, I want to dr
Voom! A Venza 2017 Model, beautifully pimped, arch in colour whizzed into the compound swiftly, Mrs. Chioma went out to welcome the August visitors. Lo and behold they are Mrs. Chioma children, a young, cute and handsome boy, I guess his age can’t transcend 13-15 years old, and a beautiful young girl, she took after Mrs. Chioma in appearance and her age can’t exceed 16-18 years old. They just came back from United State of America for vacation. They school in United State of America, and I
We embarked on the journey to Lagos. The Slave Dealer rode on his beautiful white horse, we (slaves) were plodding heavily, and his guards were trampling professionally with a very long whip on each of the guards hand, they were beating us as if we stole something costly and expensive from our boss (the slave trader), despite the fact that we are plodding and leaden heavily, different goods were backpacked on our backs like that of a camel or donkey, the guards were still insinuating that we are not walking fast as expected despite the heavy loads they loaded on our
Kidnapper! Kidnapper!! Kidnapper!!! Some villagers were chasing a kidnaper frantically and deucedly, some were chasing her bare-footed. Children, youths and adults were after the irritating kidnapper
“Am very sorry my sister, I can’t allow you to stay with me… You know I love my privacy a lot and I can’t afford to jeopardize my lovely and happy life because of a family member. And beside I can’t afford to be feeding
The highly respected Chief Obiano Emeka Paul was my father; he was a highly respected chief in my village. During his life time he was loved by the children, youths and adults.
It was always a long journey from school to home. On that beautiful and lovely Tuesday afternoon, I was very tired and thirsty, so I sat down under a bamboo tree to rest a little
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