I was wading through my emails this morning and I came across this article I had sent in for a competition when I was 19. I did not get in – I don’t even think they got back to me. I had obviously scared the crap out of them with my gazillion (brackets) and DPMO attitude. LMAO. I have copied and pasted it below and haven’t touched a single thing.
Author: Laju Iren Law School did a lot of weird things to my mind; some so weird that I’m only just finding out as I relate with normal people. But as much as it tried, I was still in the right frame of mind to pre-order Pastor Laju Iren’s book – Selfies With Bible Girls. I won’t lie, it was one of the things that kept me going
I saw a man die today and it felt awful, I could do nothing about it but dab at the tears in my eyes and feel sorry, And he could do nothing about it but just die. I watched fear flood the man’s eyes and it felt embarrassing, ‘I could hug him and tell him it’s alright‘, I thought. But he could not have heard me if I tried,
I sat in my chair hoping for the red in details of my dress to blend so well with the red in the cushion of the chair such that I’d be camouflaged and protected from the stares that wanted to drown me. I remember purchasing that dress. Amina in her usual talkative and extravagant way had said, ‘You must stand out. You are the wife of the CEO. If you
I remember coming home, when I was in Primary 4, with my face drenched in tears and my uniform torn all over. I was angry, bitter and felt cheated. My mom ran to me from the door and began to create a fuss. She knelt down, touched my chest, touched my head, pulled my limbs, all the while asking me what was wrong and who had done this to me.
Prompt: Feb 26 Happily ever after ‘And they lived happily ever after.’ Think about this line for a few minutes. Are you living happily ever after? If not, what will it take for you to get there? The week before I was to get married, I got a visit from my grandmother and my aunty. They sat across me in the living room of my father’s house and asked
Before you read this story, I’d tell you a little about the mythical incubus (plural: Incubi). According to the fairly reliable Wikipedia, ‘An incubus is a demon in male form who, according to mythological and legendary traditions, lies upon sleepers, especially women, in order to engage in sexual activity with them. Its female counterpart is the succubus.’ In essence, an incubus is what Nigerians would call a spirit husband. Caveat:
My name is Jane and I am a karateka. No, scratch that, I am a black belt karateka. Most karate fighters have heard, a least once, that ‘Your belt does not show how good you really are at karate. Your skills define your karate’. But I must humbly say that I am good. Very good. I started karate at the very old age of 15years old. I had just started