Short Stories

Surprises

She was meeting me for the first time, but had succeeded in insulting me. Blithely, she chatting away whilst still putting her foot in it. Aghast, I listened and silently wondered if this was deliberate or she truly had no clue! If it was the former she wasn’t half bad but if it was the latter, her social graces were …

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Tattoos

The scars on her shin mark the numerous times she had scrapes and bruises through exuberant play; either with her siblings or friends in the neighbourhood or school. The play area was diverse i.e. the school playground, around the house, down the road at the long-standing family friend’s. The venue for the escapades wasn’t relevant; the result was permanently etched …

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Sheena’s Invitations

I try not to be difficult. Being difficult is not just me. I am usually described (by my nearest and dearest and even those that don’t really know me) as mild mannered and calm. Some people, in a fit of pique have labelled me (rather unkindly) as, unmemorable, a wall flower, unobtrusive, someone you could not possible remember from a …

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The Priest

The corridor was warm, not unpleasantly so though. Dimly lit, pulsating aureoles at intervals produced an interesting atmosphere, one that did nothing to hasten passage but rather invited one to linger. I knew what was coming next, but nothing prepared you no matter how many times you had already walked it. Stepping forward, I was temporarily blinded as darkness enveloped …

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Benjay the Drone

Benjay couldn’t remember the last time when he had a good time. Not a riotous, rollicking, booze filled, mind-bending time some labelled as good. Just a time for normal conversation, the pleasant company of men and women, good food, drinks and relaxation. Looking back it seemed it had never happened, but if he thought hard enough, at the time he …

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Pauline and the ATM

She was late…she hated being late, but there was nothing she could do about it. She didn’t have adequate cash on her and so she had to stop at the ATM. This wasn’t the first time this had happened and she knew she was in good company with thousands of other Lagosians. Pauline checked for any messages that the others …

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Pauline and the Robbers

I was tired, really tired. I wasn’t surprised since it was five am. I’d managed almost three hours sleep but knew that I was still going to pay for it later in the day. As it was I had no choice but to get up and get ready for work. With a groan I dragged myself out of bed and …

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The Many Adventures of Pauline

Pauline didn’t consider herself an ajebo (i.e. genteel) neither did she look down her nose when others engaged in unsavoury activities like spitting out of a moving car, digging for gold or blatantly adjusting underwear in full public glare (with the sagging and low cut jeans awash on the streets she doesn’t even consider that an issue any longer!). Her …

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Drama Queen

Talk about the embodiment of it…she’s just full of it! No, not that (what were you thinking huh?) her drama is far too rich (and excessive!) for my palate. In the most mundane of chores (washing clothes, plates, sweeping etc), going to church or even the mere act of eating has become something of a production; the entire universe must …

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