Weekly short story prompt from The Ink Well

A few months ago, I started talking to a man I met online. Let's call him Michael. Nothing serious at first. We responded to each other's stories, sent each other reels and occasionally had conversations

The market at Oyingbo was already loud by 7 a.m, the kind of loud that made you shout even when you were standing right next to someone. Adaeze balanced a tray of fried akara on her head with one hand

Mr Adam lives closed to my home. His home is always filled with celebrations and laughter. They are always celebrating either a milestone achieved by their children or close relatives. Looking at his home,

Image created in Artguru When the red curtain rises, it’s my moment to show how good I am. But this time, I couldn’t find the inspiration I needed. I took a break, and that was when I saw him onstage,

The aso-ebi came out exactly the gold Adaeze had been picturing since she first pinned it months ago — a warm, heavy gold that made every single guest under that tent look like they'd stepped out of a

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

What is failure?, what do you imagine when you visualize failure in your life, do you even see it coming, do you see it coming like a storm gathering in the distance, giving you enough time to prepare

‎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

The rain beat hard against the glass of the small bakery. Inside, the air smelled like flower and burnt sugar. helen stood behind the counter, counting the money in the register for the second time. Sixty-two

Greetings! Getting admission into the university after my secondary school education didn't just come on a platter of gold as it took me another six years which was approximately the year I spent in the

The truck was the first problem... Ngozi had told her husband Emeka three things when Emeka had said he wanted to start a business, Ngozi had said, "get an accountant, do not borrow from family and

Sometimes employers are looking for employees that will work with them for a very long time and not leave their side for any reason, as that helps keep their business moving. One thing that helps companies

English Stefany "Miss Stefany, where are my reports?" "Boss, I'm about to finish. I am missing the balance sheets." Stefany was sweating profusely. "Gee, miss, I gave you enough

The envelope sat on the small wooden dining table like a ticking bomb. It was brown, thick, and had the official stamp of the city hospital written on the front. John did not need to open it to know what

AI On the sickbed, he glows with so much radiance: faint smiles, weak breaths, skinny flesh, and a dull face. He lies down like a lifeless body. His parent wipe tears frequently from their faces, offering

source Although it has the sign of a zebra crossing, I remember that this is the mainland road where, if a zebra doesn't take care, it will be run over by a car for meat. I added a few steps to hasten

Hello Here, One luxury I know that gets too much Credit is Fancy Restaurants, those kinds where you book a Table in Avance for, and then you dress up big like you have a very important place to be at,

It was the year 2005, and Keffi was full of the constant sound and movement of students returning to school at the beginning of the school year. Because the JSS 1 hostels had not been completed earlier,