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marrying
The Ink Well
7MPublished via Ecency
An evil dog
An evil dog
I prayed that Midnight, my Neighbor’s dog mention my name for the first time, but as I woke up, I saw Dog furs mysteriously on the floor of my room I didn’t tell my neighbors, I silently put the furs in
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marrying
The Ink Well
10MPublished via Ecency
Secret relationship between Amara and Mr Daniel (The English teacher)
Secret relationship between Amara and Mr Daniel (The English teacher)
Once upon a time. There is a girl named Amara, and her life changed forever when she was just 17. At this time, she was in Senior Secondary School 2 at Brighter Path College, one of the top schools in
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marrying
The Ink Well
10MPublished via Ecency
Life On The Street
Life On The Street
They used to say the street raised them, but in truth, it was each other. Once upon a time. On Alafia Street, Surulere, where the road was forever dusty and the drainage half-covered with broken slabs,
marrying
The Ink Well
1yPublished via Ecency
Vanessa and mad man
Vanessa and mad man
Once upon a time. There is this young Màd Man that always kneels down publicly to beg Vanessa anytime she’s passing Her Street, and the only thing he tells her is: “Vanessa, please don’t k!II me”. Anytime
vickky23
The Ink Well
1yPublished via Ecency
A terrible naming ceremony day
A terrible naming ceremony day
Once upon a time I heard this story from my mum, when she told me about when I was born and what happened at my naming ceremony. I was born on November 2 of many many years ago and on my naming ceremony
samolaj
The Ink Well
1yPublished via Ecency
Aminat, the good girl
Aminat, the good girl
Greetings! Aminat was like a bride to everyone on the street as she's well loved by everyone for her character and behaviour. In fact, I can boldly say she's brought up in the way a child should be brought
ghost-art
The Ink Well
1yPublished via Ecency
My story is written in the stars
My story is written in the stars
Most of my childhood holidays were spent in the countryside.The reasons I looked forward to those visits were because we were allowed to play without being censored, allowed to go to the river to swim
ghost-art
The Ink Well
2yPublished via Ecency
Moments of darkness.
Moments of darkness.
This night I sat on my small balcony, trying to shake off the feeling, these thoughts that kept creeping in like a thief in the night. Watching the stars twinkle in the sky didn't bring any respite, my
edith-4angelseu
The Ink Well
2yPublished via Ecency
Nena's Dawn!
Nena's Dawn!
It was still, everywhere was quiet but I could hear the distant crow of the rooster, heralding dawn's arrival. The soft hush of the morning breeze were sweet melodies to my ears. I stood up quietly and
edith-4angelseu
The Ink Well
2yPublished via Ecency
The Fire Still Burns; Creative Nonfiction Prompt #126
The Fire Still Burns; Creative Nonfiction Prompt #126
"Grandma, everything looks just the same, it's amazing how some things never change". I enthused, my eyes sweeping across the familiar yard as she gathered tiny sticks and dry "Uben"
samolaj
The Ink Well
2yPublished via Ecency
The unwritten examination
The unwritten examination
Greetings! Source It was during the second semester exam in my school, then I was in part 2 as we used to make reference to 200l in my school. On this particular Monday morning, I was coming from the
lightpen
The Ink Well
2yPublished via Ecency
My encounter with noodles
My encounter with noodles
Image generated from Meta AI It was with fanfare that my sister welcomed me to her house in Abuja. I finished my high school education a few months earlier, and my desire to further my education took me
wongi
The Ink Well
2y
The Atypical Day.
The Atypical Day.
Through the back door, I walked stealthily into the classroom with one hand clutching tightly to my fading tote bag and the other dangling freely. I was already forty-five minutes late for an eight o'clock
beckyroyal
The Ink Well
2y
It was my bad. CNF #99.
It was my bad. CNF #99.
It was about 9am when I left my house to visit the bank to sort out the issues I had with my account. I boarded a bus from my place to Agbara in Ogun state where the nearest Guaranty Trust bank popularly
wongi
The Ink Well
2yPublished via Ecency
The First.
The First.
For someone who had other people's lives in her hands, Amanda fell into too many trances. “Chief, Chief Amanda, what do we do with the boy?” Ruby, the student nurse, asked Amanda. “Check his vital signs”
talon12
The Ink Well
3yPublished via Ecency
All I Have Got Is Guilt
All I Have Got Is Guilt
As I sat on the bed, I could not feel anything. I wanted to feel something, I needed to feel something, but I didn't. I was about to run mad from some kind of guilt. I needed this, but it was not coming.
wallay
The Ink Well
3yPublished via Ecency
Scent - creativenonfiction
Scent - creativenonfiction
That scent that always gives a remembrance of my late dad. source I was born into a Christian home , where we are a very strong member of the celestial church of Christ (CCC) . My father was holding a
teknon
The Ink Well
4y
Moving out! : Inkwell prompt #76
Moving out! : Inkwell prompt #76
pixabay Drizella and Alexa had been best friends right from kindergarten; they grew up together and were of the same age. Most people who didn't know much about them thought they were twins and even when

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