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Submitted to Contest #80
Arhe felt pain when he heard Brother Emma’s voice tremble as he sang the national anthem, fear paralysing his lungs. Army men, about twenty of them, in their camouflage, advanced steadily, malevolently, towards the rioters, guns firing at them. Arhe felt pain when he saw the brave band who had hitherto held one another’s hands in courage and oneness, shamelessly breaking away, scrambling for their lives. The holocaust happened. Gunshots, screams, cries, wailings, rending the void that was n...
Submitted to Contest #79
The morning was dull and chilly, when Nye, Maro and Efe drudgingly made their way home. They hadn't taken a bath, they hadn't eaten, the sun had barely risen in the sky, yet their hearts were set. They knocked on the gate, hoping and praying that she would answer. They hadn't slept in their house since mother threw them out into the streets, forsaken, at midnight on a Sunday. And while they stood, they looked around at the grounds they had swept and cleared from grass with their very hands. The sands gleamed sparkly white in the mo...
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