#theinkwellprompt

My firstborn was a very active boy. During our stay in Baba Hassan's house, he loved exploring grasshoppers. Sometimes, he and his friends would build houses out of clay for these grasshoppers. One day,

The Ghost on the Road Can I say that I have seen a ghost before? Even now, my memory of that near-encounter with a ghost remains vague. According to science, the concept of ghosts is questionable. Let

The first time I heard my dead father calling my name, I did exactly what any sensible man would do... I covered my head with a blanket and pretended I was still a child... My father had been dead for

When Eze left Gudu for Lagos, all he carried with him was a small travelling bag, N35,000 in savings, and a dream that had become too heavy to keep postponing as the years went by after completing his

The death of my dad has left a scar too deep to heal. It is like a vacuum that can never be filled. I was lugubrious when he went to the great beyond. My dad had several wives because he was wealthy. He

A market is not meant to be a source of excessive extortion. Let me begin with a bit of history. Epe is a town located in Lagos, Nigeria. It is said to have been founded by a hunter named Uraka, who came

Can I say that I was a laconic, tight-lipped, or reticent person? During my school days, my coursemates used to say that I was taciturn. Mum, however, portrayed me as a loquacious or garrulous person.

Adaeze had the same dream for seven years. In the dreamm, she was inside a big white hoouse with goldden currtains. There was food on the tabble - jollof rice, fried chiicken, malt. And a man was waiting

My Dad Back in the days, teachers were underpaid. On the streets, we could see the labels of certain houses. Not for teachers. The mockery was everywhere. Teachers' clothes were either outdated or too

Every morning at exactly 6:15, Mama Adaeze stood by the window and watched the road. Nobody knew why. She lived alone in the old yellow house at the end of Odu Street, the one with the rusted gate and

I never thought I would be a witness. Not in court. Not for a crime. But as a witness to a life coming back. My name is Zainab and I am a witness to Aisha's return. Aisha is my neighbor in Bauchi. We grew

Goodday to everyone here. Is my first time writing here and i must say is wonderful to have a community like these and these is an interesting prompt. It came at the right time, just when a remarkable

May your quotidian peregrination across the world lead to a rightful position before the termination of our lives. May we not die in pain, feeling that we have not accomplished. Mundane things of this

Good day everyone and welcome to another unic prompt of the week: A tough job but someone has to do it. These captures well in the story I'm about to share. Leo has a little sister, she is a talkative

George is a newcomer. He's very intelligent, but he disguises himself as the dumbest kid in his class. His classmates mock him and stuff like that. ‎ ‎But I myself didn't actually know why he is doing

I think the best solution is to avoid it. Avoid what? ‎ ‎Imagine you walking to a group of people and for some reasons before you came, one of them said to the others. Here she comes, be careful with these

The Crown Prince of Epe was a very great man. His reign was known for peace, even though his father's reign was different. Every morning, the prince ate a slice of bread before going out to visit his people.

It was a Saturday morning. Gabriel awoke but did not even try to get up from his bed. With his hands, he dragged the blanket over his head and entered wonderland. He began to wonder how his day would be.

By seven o’clock that morning, the town of Abeni was already awake... The smell of akara floated through the narrow streets while Buses groaned as they struggled to start... Children in blue uniforms hurried

The morning began like any other.... At exactly 6:45 a.m., Daniel’s alarm rang from beneath his pillow. He slapped the phone twice before finally finding it. The room was still dark and the fan above him