TREE OF CHAOS The beginning… CHAPTER ONE Journey to Calabar: Embracing Change and Family Bonds The atmosphere in our home was always warm and inviting, but tonight it felt particularly festive. The aroma of my momβs special delicacy wafted through the air, enticing everyone in the room. My mother was known as the woman with […]
π‘ππ ππ¦ππ¦ Trigger warning: Mentions of rape and suicidal thoughts. (PS: There’s light at the end of the darkest tunnel) β’ β’ β’ The nemesis began that woeful night when robbers raided your house, shot your father in the leg and raped you while your poor father writhed and cried in agony. Your mother had travelled
I cleaned my hands with the kitchen towel, stamping my feet on the tiled floor whilst humming a song sweating profusely. I felt uncomfortable and scared. It’s like being watched by unseen forces. I live alone, and also not expecting any visitor. I left the steaming food on the gas cooker, and rushed to the
π§ππ π¦π§π₯ππ‘πππ₯ You gasp, trying to swallow in as much oxygen as your lungs can contain. You can still hear the sinister cackle echoing through the trees. Your heart pounds ferociously till your ribs hurt alongside your kidney from all the running. Lightning flashes, scarring the inky black sky. The sound of thunder rumbles from
πππππ ππππππππ It would be my third time taking a trip with this experimental drug called Cielix-20. The druglord had told me it would clear my mind and I’d see my late wife again. So far, it worked just fine. Until tonight. Instead of the usual grassy field where I’d see Sophia running towards me,
The air was frigid, the darkness all-encompassing, and a silence so profound it echoed in my ears. Never before had I encountered such stillness, and I couldn’t comprehend its origin. Was this the aftermath? Was this the end? Doubts plagued my mind, as they often did, for I was a natural skeptic, molded by my
