FICTION|| GOLDEN BOY 

I feel it is high time I published a flash fiction. So I decided to post this, the message in this story means so much to me. Okay, enough Sue... I'd just let you do click below and read this.

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MUSE AND MEMORIES 15

MUSE - DANIEL  I walk quickly into the half-filled cafeteria with hungry students trying to eat and catch up at the same time. Scanning the whole premises, I sight Chima and Larry at a table around the corner. I walk towards them and grab a sit. Larry stares at me, looking confused. ‘’Dude, you are... Continue Reading →

MUSE AND MEMORIES 14

This is for those who keep following the fictional lives of these star-crossed characters. Thank you for your continuous readership. If Amma and Daniel could talk, they would say more than all I could say. Here is the following episode. Enjoy!

MUSE AND MEMORIES 13

MEMORIES (AMMA) ​If there was a right word to describe what Amma went through with Daniel, it would be strange. The experience was really thrilling; talking to someone new and not getting beaten or slapped or yelled at before ending the conversation, it was really different and for the first time in her life, she... Continue Reading →

MUSE AND MEMORIES 11

With this image, I imagine a vast life for my character Amma who loves the peacefulness gardens and still waters bring her. Even though it is not rosy and perfect as this image, but like I said a girl can dream. MUSE - (DANIEL)I tap my pen on the wooden slab in the class starring... Continue Reading →

MUSE AND MEMORIES 10

And here is another update to your much loved fiction series. MEMORIES (AMMA) The following morning came by so quickly. Surprisingly, Amma woke up on her bed feeling really cold and exposed, even though she was dressed in her black tank top and shorts. Michael must have dressed her up. She breathed heavily and struggled... Continue Reading →

MUSE AND MEMORIES 9

MUSE - DANIEL  ‘’Dude you are late!’’ Larry grumbles I walk into his dorm room. He is slipping on his well ironed shirt. I am too psyched about what I just went through to yell back him that I was just few minutes late. I am dying to tell him about the strangest girl I... Continue Reading →

MUSE AND MEMORIES 8(b)

Why wait till tomorrow when your beloved readers want it now?! So here you go!  The familiar husky voice muttered. She froze immediately. She turned back slowly. It was Kwadwo Michael Abeyie, her Uncle and sole guardian, an ex boxing champion turned alcoholic. He was leaning on the wall at the dining table. He folded... Continue Reading →

MUSE AND MEMORIES 8(a)

Hey thanks for reading and sticking with these fictional characters. However, you would have to thread carefully from here MEMORIES - (AMMA) Amma thought the fight wasn’t as significant as the odd male in nerdy glasses made it out to be. But she felt a little bit proud of her skill as she remembered the... Continue Reading →

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