Category Archives: Short Stories

Nothing is Ever Enough; Part 3

She wondered why some Nigerian Universities grading system revolved around money and other vices. Why lecturers were allowed to hold an upper hand in such vices. Why the students who didn’t want to be part of such vices or associated with them were the ones that failed and the cooperating ones, the ones that bought the unedited, plagiarised textbooks and offered their bodies at will were the ones that passed. She wondered if some of these lecturers in their acclaimed wide readings and researches had ever come across values of discipline, civility, honesty and straightforwardness.
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Nothing is Ever Enough; Part 2

. Uwa hated that the woman that sat beside her was the one commandeering for amen. She knew that the woman had said the louder and loudest amen to draw her attention away from the novel she held open in front of her to shout amen alongside the others.  She recognised her kind of woman,…
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Nothing is Ever Enough; Part 1

A short story centred around a bus ride to Port Harcourt were a young girl expresses sarcasm in her thoughts and towards the commuters happening to be going in the same direction as hers and how abruptly her mission in Port Harcourt came to a sudden conclusion. You will definitely have a laugh and more as you read the subsequent parts.
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In Love with The Devil; Episode 5

Bryan's POV "Mais nous Avons fait la reunion""But we're done with the meeting" “Attends une minute s'il te plait”"Wait a minute please" "Ç'est d'accord"“It’s okay" “Pouvons nous aller""Can we go now?" I heed the file in my office thinking she wouldn't search for it. I wanted to humiliate her once more to get her to…
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The Cultural Blind Spot; Part 3

The female doctor admitted her into the NGO that she had founded that catered for justice for the raped, abused and ill-treated women. She started to undergo counselling two times every week. As time progressed, Nneoma started to develop small talks with younger girls that had come in for justice; she become a counsellor, helping them heal and forge a new course.
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The Cultural Blind Spot; Part 2

The next morning her mother would greet them as she usually would while they stepped out in their gears to work and they will buy sliced bread for her on their way back. That was the first time she came to the realisation that men’s ills and vices had a force that worked against justice.…
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The Cultural Blind Spot- Part 1

It was during the harmattan. The air was dry. The trees were solely dusty. The sand was too crusty while Odegwu and Nneoma stood on it. The hot sand was scorching underneath their legs and the dry wind blowing past them as they stood on the banks of the Umueze River when Odegwu said “I…
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