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Soulmates: Part II

…Staring back at him with a blank face, I responded “NO”. And with that I walked away. I could feel him watching as I frantically made my way back to my dorm wishing my legs would move quicker with each step i took. I doubled up as soon as i was out of his sight…

Our Last Night Together – Part 2

Previous Episode – Episode 1. Click here to read. I had recovered from the somewhat excruciating pain that I felt in my left eye which was an effect from the collision of the bullet and the wall. I escaped blindness. In confusion, many thoughts had run through my head. What if my house was blown…

These Words

I’ve waited so long for this day. For today when I will listen to you g-rh-h-on…” BOOM! A bullet plunged into my rib cage. Then I heard the gunshot. Bullets must travel at the speed of light. My chest burned. I reached for my pistol from under the pillow, clutched my chest with the other…

A Memory Is An Expensive Thing

You are with the girl you crushed on throughout your childhood. She is sitting opposite you, holding your gaze over plates of rice, chicken and ice-cream in an eatery while telling you how she eloped from her home in your neighbourhood when she was thirteen and you were the boy next door whose stare was…

Despondence

Rufus sat in the chair at the back of the class, as he had become accustomed. To compound the misery, he was shortsighted, which made his decision to sit at the back even more bewildering. He would struggle to see what Mr. Tamuno scribbled on the board, but then give up after a while. While…

Love Won Another

The road leading to the cottage was host to thousands of dry fallen leaves that gave a musical number as they crackled under each revolution of the van’s tyres. It was the second time I would be in the farm house, the first being immediately after my birth eight years ago. I had always spent…

Our Last Night Together – Part 1

I lay on the bed awake staring at the ceiling. It was so quiet that the sound from the intermittent ticking of the clock hands could be detected by the sound recorder hung on the wall. The room was also very dark except for the faint rays of moonlight piercing through my gold and blue…

Cassie

She was the first of four children born into a dysfunctional family and unlike any child of her age she had great burdens thrust upon her. As a child, instead of dreaming about the games she would play with her friends at school, she dreamed about a family with love. With each day, came the…