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“My Passion, My Life”: A Short Story
“My Passion, My Life” Every morning I excitedly get out of bed. Just a few minutes of goals and visions for the da…
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“A Family Affair” (The Original Version): Short Story by Ken Saro-Wiwa
When one morning Dabo, one of Dukana’s most successful fishermen, instead of heading for the creeks, suddenly burst o…
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Chapter One: Tale of Two Cities by By Charles Dickens
Tale of Two Cities By Charles Dickens CHAPTER I. The Period It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it w…
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The Day Lamorin was Murdered
The Day Lamorin was Murdered We walked in silence along the bushy path, the evening Lamorin was murdered. It was not …
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My Flight of Freedom by Olatuja Oloyede
My Flight of Freedom My name is Daffy, that was what my owner calls me. As a pet bird, I had grown accustomed to the …
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Trailing the Shadows by Olatuja Oloyede
Trailing the Shadows As he trudged down the bustling street, the unforgiving sun beating down on him, he couldn't…
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What Will bite you, will bite you
*WHAT WILL BITE YOU, WILL BITE YOU* My biggest fear is, not getting perturbed by anything. I just want to live for ot…
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Ripe Plantain
*RIPE PLANTAIN* All seated in class awaiting the next lecturer for what will likely be a very long lecture Just the…
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Short Story by KHAYTEE
Dear the first, I grew up trying to please you. I always thought being first was the only way to win your heart. But …
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My Friend
*MY FRIEND* A true friend is like faint sounds of a September song,so tuned to the ear and so cool to the soul. A true…
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Darkness
DARKNESS . . "Goodnight Mum" "Yeah, good night honey. And don't stay up late this time." "…
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Pruned to Yield Fruit
Pruned to Yield Fruit And every branch that beareth fruit he purgeth it, that it may bring forth more fruit – John 15:2…
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Oluwamarc: Death in My Dreams
Circles of blood graced the terrace that led to ogele's river, could this be an Hunter's handiwork, no it…
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My Beauty is My Doom _____Part 5 The End of Adunni's Tale of love
Go Back to Part 4 I am _Adunni_ The child of _Segilola_ The grandchild of _Fajimorokun_ The great grandchild o…
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My Beauty is My Doom____Part 4 The Whispers of Segilola
Part 3 That is the sad tale of Queen Wuraola The most beautiful woman of her time. I can still remember that n…
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My Beauty is My Doom_____Part 3: The Murder of Queen Wuraola
Go back to Part 2 " _Adunni_ _Child of Segilola_ _Grandchild of Fajimorokun_ _Great grandchild of Agbonmi…
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My Doom is My Beauty_____Part 2 Adunni and the Spirit Bird
Go Back to Part 1 In the forbidden forest I could feel the presence of the spirit Of those who died before t…
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Taking the Wrong Boat
A Methodist minister, on his way to a camp-meeting, through some mistake took passage on the wrong boat. He fou…
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NEARER THAN HE THOUGHT
I was reading, some time ago, of a young man who had just come out of a saloon, and had mounted his horse. As a certain…
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A FATHER'S NEGLECT
A story has gone the round of the American press that made a great impression upon me as a father. A father took his li…