By Jessica-Ken: _AFFLICTED_   Before Obiajulum was born Ocheole had had several miscarriages, even countless times being almost taken to the world beyond. She suffered for many years, having no child to call her own, and even bore quite a…

By Jessica-Ken: ©JESSICA DURU   No one knew the things innocent Sofia did. When everyone was away and the whole place was dark, the crawling kitty would wander deep into wet land 😌 … There was a time I thought…

By Jessica-Ken: _MISCHIEF_   Ekwueme Memorial has always been rated as one of the best. It was an instrumental place for students of great minds and was a vital place for survival. Obiajulum was going to be among the many…

By Jessica-Ken: _LEAVING HOME_ A feast was thrown and all who came couldn’t stop talking about how large the celebration was. Ozoemena and his wife, Ocheole kept their promise as they raised their son in the very way that they…

By Daviel: ❌ Do not copy or share to any platform ❌ “Ekasan, baba Fadegeshin! (Good afternoon, Fadegeshin’s dad!),” Mr. and Mrs. Awodare chorused. “Ah! Eyin eyan mi (My people), what brought you to my abode this virgin afternoon?” baba…

By Jessica-Ken: A young boy’s existence holds a great threat to the village of Ishekpe and has to be brought to an end lest the twelve tribes perish. What will happen if they are unable to and he lives longer…

By Daviel: The Awodares have been good couple, though they’ve been married some years back and are yet to produce a progeny of their own. Mr. and Mrs. Awodare reside in Aiyeoti village and are loved and cherished by everyone…

By Jessica-Ken: JUST ONE CRIME 🔫⚙▪ JESSICA DURU •••¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶••• ******°****** It was July 28th, 1994. The year things had gone not like the way it should be. “Hands above your head! Hands above your head!” Sound of sirens filled the…

By Jessica-Ken: ****   •••••••♪•••••••   A sinister laugh broke out from within as a roar that could send one of its feet took control of me, as I grabbed hold of her gun—the almighty AR-15—her saving grace, and had…

By Jessica-Ken: °°°°°°°CONTINUATION°°°°°°°   Running as fast as my legs could carry me, I ran past bushes, panting heavily, hot beads of sweat rolling down my face. I must had run for what seemed like hours, not exaggerating, if not…