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Weekly short story prompt from The Ink Well

My colleague and I are currently doing our teaching practice, and today was the day his supervisor came to observe and assess his teaching. ‎ ‎Unfortunately, my colleague had barely taken any classes since

Greetings! Kola, the handsome boy, was the choice of every lady in our class back in our days in secondary school. Whenever Kola showed up from afar, everyone would gist and discuss him and his handsomeness,

Nadie sabe lo de los tomates Nadie sabe que recogí unos tomates de la polvorienta calle mientras caminaba, descansando al sol. Veo ese tomate un poco aplastado y pienso: ¿para qué quiero recoger eso? Ya

At sunrise, when the fog still covered the mountains of Japan, a young samurai named Renji stood outside a small dojo with a wooden sword tied to his waist. He had travelled for three days to get there,

Growing up in the northern part of my country, where the harmattan breeze from the Sahara Desert is experienced more and more harshly, we were made to believe that it is one of the leading causes of fire

Greetings! Ade was a very good man and the very youth pastor in our church. I would have loved to mention the name of the church, but because of the sensitivity of the matter I would like to share here,

Image generated with Ai Are you sure we are actually leaving? I looked at Mfon and laughed while listening to her “You have asked me this question since morning.” I replied “I know,” she said, looking

None of us knew we were watching my father live out his last ordinary week. It looked too much like every other week to raise any alarm. My father was an electrician. Not the kind with a big shop or a

The Invisible Line: When "Normal" Becomes a Luxury Every lifetime is quietly divided into two eras: the vast, comfortable "before" and the sharp, unpredictable "after." For

At 11:47 p.m. on a Tuesday night, Tsado, one of the country's most popular comedians, sat on the edge of his bed and opened his phone, as he had done so many times in the past. He had spent the afternoon

Weekly short story prompt from The Ink Well

My elder sister used to be my worst enemy. Growing up we were more than just enemies; she was a cat and I a rat. We don't go in a sane way at all. We are never in agreement, and we argue about the smallest

"I would like it if you left the chair and didn't move it yet," I said to one of the carpenters standing in one of the nearly finished dining rooms. He glanced at my face, then looked at the

Mira had played Beatrice fourteen times to a full house and every single night the audience believed she'd been born for the part.. They didn't know about Whitmore.. Elena Whitmore had originated the role..

The preparation for the IIMK Journey Securing a spot at IIM Kozhikode (Kochi Campus) is no easy feat. For an entire year, he poured his heart into rigorous preparation. Though he had hoped to break into

By 9am my day looks effortless. Wake up. Skincare. Prayer. Journal. Work. Content. People comment “How do you do it?” “I need your discipline.” “Teach me your routine.” I just smile and type back “God

‎Breaking from my usual routine, that afternoon I chose to take public transport to a café to keep a promise to two close friends—John and Gabriel—whom I hadn't seen in a long time. ‎ ‎The afternoon heat

Life did not end when the most embarrassing thing in my acting career finally happened. I had written the script, directed the actors, rehearsed for weeks then boom the presentation day came. I woke up