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“Because there’s no money!” He exclaimed before Ajide could finish her sentence. Ajide had been dreaming for months to do her masters in a foreign country. Her home country had long since lost its life to the corrupt leaders that took pleasure in seeing her rot and Ajide had lost hope in her promised bright future but in a foreign land, Ajide could hope that her life would change, maybe she would start drawing again, maybe for once her genius would be recognized but hearing her father’s voice she was once again reminded of high school when s...
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The first thing Keira noticed when she woke up was the grass. The shaved pasture seemed to surround and consume her. It was only when the gentle breeze blew past that she noticed the boy beside her. He was rolled into a ball with his hands cradling his head. She would later find out that she had hit his head with hers when she had woken up. She stared at him for a minute, thinking about whether or not to wake him up but decided against it. The breeze that flowed around her felt alive, it was quiet but yet it seemed to speak to her, calling h...
Weekly Contest #72
The stench of blood is everywhere. I hold a handkerchief closer to my nose as I walk deeper into the room. I freeze as the scene in front of me unfolds. There’s a head on the dresser, the body is neatly dressed on the bed with the blood still slowly oozing out of the neck. I feel the bile rising in my throat. I gulp to swallow it back down. I can’t throw up here. I can’t throw up now. I take some pictures. ‘’No sign of forced entry’’ My partner, Zero says to me. ‘’Looks like whoever did this knew this lady.’’ ‘’Ajoke’’ I say her name, as I l...
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