THE EXCHANGE Dear Dad, I’m sure you are surprised to hear from me. I can’t wrap my mind around what you did that night. After Mom died, it was as if the leash of conscience over my neck broke loose. I hated God and everything, but you didn’t stop telling and showing me how much […]
As I stood on the podium, ready to give my valedictory speech as the best graduating student of Masters Class of 2030, Divine Illumination Citadel of Ministry, Israel, I spotted my smiling mother in the crowd. Noticing the empty seat beside her, I wondered where Hebron had gone. What kind of fiancé left abruptly during
HOSEA 101: LOVE UNFEIGNED A Bible retelling of the story of Hosea and Gomer. ~~~ The minute Henry stepped on the threshold of his house and heard muffled sounds of pleasure coming from the room he shared with Lilian, his wife, it was as though the air became toxic and the bouquet of white roses
I tried combing my hair with fears gnawing at me and as expected, they came out in clumps again. With my hands dropped down, I looked at myself in the mirror as I stood lost in hope. I choked up and became all emotional. It was my shave day after chemo treatments. Hands down, I
As I stand in front the house that was once my home where I grew up and my forefathers stayed. The house that my forefathers built with their tears, sweat and blood. The house that was snatched from me by the people that came with nothing but their names begging my fathers for a place
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I threw myself back allowing the stream of water to hit my face, followed by a peal of a familiar boyish laughter. I squealed as glee ran across my face. Now it seemed like we were hundreds of miles away from home and had made our plans the night before. Like we did in the
I remember that I loved to climb trees. I’d climb as high as the branches allowed. And I loved spending time at the creek near home — playing in the cold water with Bobo, watching as well as trying to catch fish with my hands, and chasing the butterflies and dragonflies. I’d ride my bike
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Scream. Another scream. More screams. And even more screams. The sounds echo throughout my house and float into my bedroom while i lay on my bed, shivering in fear. I should be hiding or something, but I’m stuck to the bed, unable to move because I’m tied to it. My brother and i had played
In every toxic friendship circle, no matter how rosy it starts, the group will eventually split into three subgroups: the victor, the victim and the victimizer. As the members of such a circle grow, a person will only be judged as a winner if, at the end of it all, he or she is a
CRY NO MORE Reality of life hit me when I graduated from school. My favorite view became my room ceiling while I cried and overthought the ‘What Ifs and Whys,’ thinking maybe I was worthless and didn’t deserve anything, which is why my life was slowly falling apart. I was that girl who never
