The bright yellow building was glowing aglow, not just because of the fresh paint. It was something else! Ms. Annie, the head-teacher, paused …
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An ominous hooting pierces through the woods as I jerk up awake, “Ama?” a grim silence greets me. “Where are you?” Patting the …
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A fortnight ago, a weedy woman lay moaning in a hospital room. Plastered from head to toe, her broken frame was invoking curious …
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“Uh oh!” Little Pip scrunched his cute button nose as he entered the kitchen, “eggy! yucky!” His elder sister Pat and father Rob …
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Dear 2020 We are at the fag end of your life and what better way to bid farewell than writing a letter. As …
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The rock glitters on my finger. It’s my wedding ring. Now I know how it feels to be on cloud nine, for I …
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“Abba, I am scared… I am s-s-scared of dying,” little Uzza blubbered. All of 5, the child had seen and experienced pain far …
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Rathore woke up startled. His throat parched, hands icy cold, and body drenched in sweat. His body was a gallimaufry of conflicting symptoms, …
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The envelope lay on the table; unopened, ignored. I had received the letter a week ago. Even without reading it, I knew the …
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Disclaimer: This is not a light read. I have not written this intending to entertain the reader. This is the story of my …