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 […]
COMPLETELY MINE That night, Hosea wasn’t expecting a visitation, not after what he had carnally feasted his eyes on during the day. It had been gruesome, disgusting even, but he still watched, especially at the most alluring object of the whole scene, until the mounting pressure in his chest grew too much for him to
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
π¦ππ₯ππ£π§π’π₯ππ You raise your head and are immediately hit with an intense slice of light. Momentarily disoriented, you squint your eyes and wonder how you got to this place filled with brilliance so high your eyes hurt. On the walls, there are columns of golden engravings that reflect the light that seems to emanate from
π§ππ πππ¦π§ π₯ππ¬ You squat on the cold concrete floor and gaze out the barred windows, looking up at the pale orb in the sky, casting an eerie glow in your cell. The shadows dance in this claustrophobic space where you are quarantined. Tears well up in your eyes as you remember the former times
πͺπ₯ππ‘ππππ¦ Your mother intercepts you just as you are about to tiptoe in through the door. “And just where do you think you’re going, young lady?” her firm voice demands. Her arms are crossed over her chest. You let out a groan and straighten your sneaky posture to look at her. “I’m sorry, Mom. I
A new term began, Mrs. Oluwole, went to the sss1 art department to teach them Literature in English. Β Mrs. Oluwole started her speech with them, this is the first week of the term, and itβs also the first week of you being in sss1, Mrs. Oluwole introduced herself to the students as a simple
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Matt.27.32 And as they came out, they found a man of Cyrene, Simon by name: him they compelled to bear his cross. (KJV) The Roman soldiers were nothing short of brutal. Even though the naked man now sprawled on the ground was drenched in blood and trembling, they kept kicking, whipping and mocking him. I’d
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Ezek.28.15 Thou wast perfect in thy ways from the day that thou wast created, till iniquity was found in thee. (KJV) The sons of the morning ascended to the heavenly court, having been summoned by Elohim Himself. The archangels rode their horsesβLucifer on his silver stallion, Michael on his chestnut stallion, and Gabriel on his
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