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Teniola woke up feeling tired due to the stress she went through yesterday trying to ensure her traditional wedding preparation was going as planned. Every effort to make her sit and relax at home failed

Melanie's Fall was a novella that I wrote when I was in highschool. I published it to the blockchain some time ago, and I haven't reread it in a very long time. It probably has some mistakes in there,

Second Anniversary I was nothing less than seventeen years old the first time it happened. I was just a fresh high school graduate who had fallen in love with Tony, my first boyfriend. Tony was that kind

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You know what hits more than being broke? Is being beyond broke. Going through all your accounts and seeing nothing is heartbreaking What used to sound like a myth was now my reality. George the great

He was late. Again. There I stood, pacing the small ring. I've anticipated this day a long time ago, training under the sun and in the rain hoping I'd be a match for him. This wasn't another sparring session,

Tres minutos antes de empezar Lucía sentía los pasos de las manecillas del reloj de pared rebotar en lo más profundo de su corazón que latía a un ritmo demasiado acelerado, como si se quisiera salir de

The last thing Emeka said to his little brother was, “Don’t sweat it, I’ve got you.” And that was the last time he ever saw him alive. The day was just like any other. Lagos traffic was crazy as usual,

Distance they say is bound to ruin a relationship. Still, I hoped deep down that we would be different. That even if I was at school, even with the distance, such wouldn't happen. I was worried that without

Imagen editada con Canva. Fuente de la imagen: Pexels "No, no, no...", musitó Alejandro De La Vega mientras tachaba los borradores del primer capítulo de su libro. Era una mañana de agosto de

Myers told us that it was time to "play Sacrifice the Lettuce!" Everyone cheered, including me, until I noticed that under my nametag was a tiny picture of a salad. I put my hand up. "Err,"

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Generated using OpenAI The sun was already crawling up our roofs when my parents drove off to Owerri. They were on their way to a wedding. I was left alone at home with my kid brother and repeated instructions

Hello Amazing friends. Welcome to my blog. Enjoy the fiction. I look forward to reading your comments. Down in Whitetown lives a boxer who always wins his constituent boxing bowl but never wins at an