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Weekly Contest #357
The first warning came from a man Yaa barely knew."Be careful of Adwoa."Yaa laughed when he said it.If there was one person in Accra she trusted completely, it was Adwoa.The warning came on a humid afternoon in 2004. The office generators hummed through another power outage while employees gathered outside to escape the heat.Kofi stood beside her under a mango tree."She's not your friend."Yaa shook her head."You don't know what you're talking about."Kofi looked as though he wanted to argue.Instead, he simply said, "One day you'll remember th...
Weekly Contest #356
The drums began at midnight.Not the ordinary festival drums that echoed through Bonokyere during celebrations. Not the joyful rhythm of dancers spinning beneath lanterns and firelight.These drums were different.Ancient.Slow.Heavy enough to make the earth tremble beneath sleeping feet.Boom.Boom.Boom.Adwoa sat upright on her sleeping mat before the third drumbeat faded into the night. Her heart raced wildly as cold wind slipped through the cracks in her grandmother’s hut.Outside, dogs barked frantically across the village.Then silence followed...
Weekly Contest #355
By the time the seventh plate was carried into the dining hall, four people at the table had already lied about why Lord Kwaku Bediako was dead.Only one of them had killed him.Rain hammered the windows of Adu Manor hard enough to sound like fists. Candlelight shook across silver cutlery and dark wood panels polished by generations of wealth, grief, and fear. The storm had swallowed the hills beyond the estate hours ago, leaving the manor floating alone in darkness.At the center of the long table sat seven plates.One remained untouched.The de...
Weekly Contest #338
The MeetingI had known Kofi growing up, back when time felt endless and emotions arrived before we had names for them. We lived in the same neighborhood, walked the same dusty paths, shared the same laughter that rose easily and disappeared just as fast. He was never deliberately charming; that was part of the problem. He was simply there—steady, familiar, quietly confident in a way that made him stand out without trying. Somewhere along the line, I developed a serious crush on him. I carried it carefully, like a secret letter never sent, co...
Weekly Contest #337
Almost Love The first warning sign was how quiet everything felt.Not peaceful, quiet in the way a house feels after someone has moved out but left their furniture behind. Abena noticed it during moments that should have felt complete: dinners that ended too neatly, conversations that circled but never landed, laughter that dissolved without echo. Nothing was wrong, exactly. And yet, something was missing.Kwame entered her life without disruption. He did not arrive with urgency or spectacle. He did not demand attention or promise trans...
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