MR. Father

When I was little–very much little–my mother told me that my father had gone on a very long vacation. I’d asked her many, many times about this vacation and why we couldn’t join him, and why we were stuck in the dreary town we lived in. Of course, I didn’t use that exact word. I…

DREAMERS ep 2

The Chief Elder tried to walk faster, lifting his robe and taking the back roads. He hid when he heard some footsteps, stooping low and crouching against a shed, peering through a hole as he watched the soldiers march past. His house was at the edge of the village which meant that the cleansing would…

DREAMERS ep 1

The beginning The cleansing happened every year. The moon was hidden by thick clouds, and the night dark. A veil of silence hung over the crowded slums of lower town, houses shut and windows locked. Chickens clucked softly, almost as if aware of the somberness in the air. Goats chewed slowly, blinking in the darkness….

CREEPY CRAWLIES #2: Witching Hour

“Ye tho I walk through the valley of the shadow of….” I paused, my breathing heavy and my fingers locked together. I was beginning to find it increasingly difficult to finish this simple prayer. I kept my eyes shut, afraid to open it without finishing my prayers. Mother had once said that if I opened…

THE DEVIL IS A LIAR

Bob Damian aka the devil roamed the streets of lowertown, Coastal city, in search of whom to devour. He found his man in Judas Akachi, a balding sweaty middle-aged taxi driver standing by a DVD shop, biting his nails and occasionally scratching his backside. The devil, a thin man dressed in a well pressed black…

The Hunter’s Chronicles: #1: Shapeshifter

The trail went cold just as I reached the edge of a little mechanic village. That was literally the name written on the brown signpost with rusty peeled-out edges: ‘A LITTLE MECHANIC VILLAGE.’ The air behind me was dry and gusty, blowing fine dirt across my face, and flaying the dirty white cloth wrapped around…

Creepy Crawlies–Story #1

Will you be my best friend? The voice was soft and slow, and very, very clear. It had come from her room, she was sure of that because the house was silent and her mother had gone out to get some things from the market. Her father was asleep in his room, and there was…

Good Guy At 23 e.p2

As far as I’m concerned, things had gotten off to the right start. Those three–Jide, Sammy, and Chidi–would be my ticket to the wild side of life I sought, and yet I felt like I was forcing myself to become what I wasn’t. What if they asked me to smoke? Would I do it? I…

GOOD GUY AT 23 e.p 1

I always sat outside every evening, listening and watching them talk. I’d just moved into a new apartment in school—a bed-sitter with a room, a kitchen, and a bathroom—much better than the school hostel I’d lived in the past three years. No more cramped hallways littered with garbage and dirty clothes, and soggy rags and…

The Dreamcatcher

The dreamcatcher wears a coat black as night. In truth, it was made of night, sprinkled with stars which sparkled like gems. His eyes were half-moons, bright and enchanting. I’ve seen him so many times. He comes around whenever dreams became dark and full of smoke and evil, with red eyes dotted all over and…