This is a guest post from a StoryCrafting Alumni, Rachael Onuigbo. I run through the hospital. Everything is moving too slow and too fast at once. I run, the room numbers blurring. 201…202…203…204 and then finally, 205. Doctors are outside the room. A doctor moves out of the group when he sees me running towardsContinue reading Loss
Weeks passed and Oyinade continued to live as a slave in Ajao’s house. She learnt quickly how to cook, grind beans and pepper, farm, wash, weave hair and fetch water without slipping into the stream from the muddy banks. But most importantly, she learnt how to keep her head down. The one thing that sheContinue reading Oyinade Episode 2.3: “This world is not for women”
Dear all, A new season of the series begins today. I hope you enjoy it! Please don’t forget to share this link and leavve a comment! Thanks! It had been raining steadily for the past few hours, yet, Ajao had not commanded them to stop. The slaves trudged on, weak, cold, starving andContinue reading Oyinade Episode 2.1: “A Nobody…”
This story for every woman who is struggling for her children, help is coming. When Veronica woke up on cold, cloudy, morning, she had no idea how she would feed her children. It had been months since her husband, Ben, had left her and their three children without warning. She sat up on theContinue reading Showers of Blessing
Dear reader, welcome to a new week. I do hope you had a restful weekend. Like I said last week, the series will be available for sale this week. So, this is the last episode I’ll be sharing here. The concluding part and the entire story will be available for sale on Friday. In theContinue reading I See You Through the Peephole Part 13
Later that night I tell Dayo about the interview. “Hmm.” he says, “That’s nice. But does that mean that you’ll be traveling around?” I hesitate to think on this. “Well, it will involve some traveling but I don’t know how frequent it will be.” “Hmm.” He grunts. “What is it?” I ask with slight irritation,Continue reading I See You Through the Peephole Part 11
The events of the past weeks fade from my mind when I see my boys. I can’t believe how much I’ve missed them, they don’t look like they’ve lost any weight. They cling to me, trying to tell me all that has happened while I was gone. I gather that they’ve been walking on eggshellsContinue reading I See You Through the Peephole Part 9