The first two minutes were quiet which was broken by him asking how my day had been. I was going to lie but no one had cared to ask me, so I told him the truth about it being my first day and how stressful it was, after which I noticed a smile at the corner of his lips.
“Listen to me: that flab on your stomach has to go! A flab on your stomach says you are lazy, it says you’ve been eating too much, it says you are fat and need to cut down. If you are not pregnant, your stomach has to be flat.
A year has passed since he took the abrupt decision to leave Ososo. The stay with Bosede, running the family business in Benin City when he had the time has presented a welcome challenge.
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This is a topic i had never spoken about. The rape was not even reported at my home because I was scared I would be bitten for playing with boys or even playing with the flower I was told never to touch. The shame of the story circulating in the community because the parents would tell everybody
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This is a series of fiction and opinion pieces themed around Valentine's Day. The stories will cover various genres ranging from action and horror to comedy and tragedy. This special promises to be funny, warm, steamy and even scary so don’t miss it. We’re pretty excited too. P.S. All resemblance to actual Yoruba demons, however uncanny, are purely coincidental and unintentional. Do not forget to share your thoughts
The thought of spending Valentine’s Day alone makes me feel really old and alone. My older friends will tell me…
I wish someone, anybody, had told me and guided me on living with intent but the persons in the position…
