It’s 5:25am, the morning after Christmas; Strayerstown is still drowned in effortless sleep. There is pitch blackness and utter silence, Even the crickets seem to have gone to rest. My heart is racing, so I toss and turn, partly because my mild asthma, as the doctor called it, doesn’t seem so mild this winter, partly…
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Epilogue
Prologue: Its 11pm in Atlanta. In an hour’s time, my phone would be flooded with Happy New Year texts and well wishes…or not, because I never respond to these stuff anyways and I expect my well-wishers to have gotten the hint by now…or not. My aunt decided we were going to attend a Redeem church…
We’re just friends
She says I should resist the devil and not call him tonight. I look at her misguidedly, like a little child who has been denied an extra ball of akara. I don’t need to hear it from her, I already told myself that I wasn’t going to call him anyways, that it was the smart,…
The time I thought I had cancer
Those who have had a brush with death know it’s an inherently scary idea, the fact that what lays beyond is, till this day, unknown. Maybe you’re among the few who allude no fear towards death, who remain ready to gallantly embrace its coming. Or like me, you’re a youth, whose vibrancy provides a useful…
The time at the dentist
15th June 2015 The internet is not a nice place to visit when you’re scared or sick. Somehow, google always manages to give you the most negative of results with each search term you input. All I had to type in was “hole in tooth” and from nowhere these horrendous results started attacking me with…
Lilian Ogbuefi 