This is a short story for the zapfic240 prompt "lost".... On Cost Street, a woman bought "unwanted" items for her thrift store. Hours later, the owner recognized her lost jacket. The

The biography sat on page four, column three. It held a journey’s daily choices, sighs of pain, tears of lost. It was written by another, it could be truth or filtered. It was read aloud and the gloomy

During Mrs Smith third delivery, she mocked a primigravida as "softie". Until the effect of Pitocin hit her body harder. Her gown was completely soaked with sweat. Her eyes did not only drop

Grandma always counted the food after dinner. "No one cheats this house,” she’d say with warning. One night, the numbers didn’t add up but no one confessed. At midnight, I heard plates clink in the

Nysc is a journey on its own. Last week Friday we celebrated Batch A1 Corp members on their successful completion of their one year mandatory national programme. We organised a small sent forth party for

The storm hit the city with extreme force. Mara clutch the railing so tight, the wind was strong. “We can’t go on!” she shouted in fear. “One more bridge,” I replied, eyes fixed on her. Lightning flashed

Jane and Kelvin have been hawking mangoes since their mother died and their father married again. Today, the heat outside is extreme, making it difficult to go outdoors. Afraid of their stepmother’s scolding

All she ever wanted was to get a toast bread, buh the were very poor,she sat quietly in the floor, waiting for her mom who was cooking a white rice and stew the could afford, and she eat happily, knowing

I have already made a former introduction post but i decided to officially introduce myself to this amicable community. I was invited into this community by @danieluche who also introduced me into this

My name is Ononeze Michael Chukwudi.i was invited into this community by @danieluche who also helping and mentoring me on how to follow up the rules and regulations in these platform. Actually,i love writing

It felt like a shipwreck—I passed out. In the afterlife, I was reminded of my life and sent back. Not Nigeria—worse than hell. This feeling ran through my soul. How would I find the one I loved and my

This is not the type of food I would have loved to eat, nay, not me, the stench, the uncleanness depict the Old Testament days of clean and unclean. The community wouldn't even dare make a neat thing,

source Hello sweetie, It's weekend i want you to enjoy yourself because you deserve to be taken care of as the love of my life. I smile and quickly rush to change to a beautiful outfit. We went to an eatery

Source![Pixabay] Hello! Dear friends this is my entry about #Zapfic50monday by the @zapfic.club and @felt.buzz Dave reached out towards the curtain and drew it asides in one strong motion . Rays of light

Source;pixabay.com Ben steals glances from across the room while she grinds her hip erotically, he admires her demeanor as she rocks those curves with confidence, She poures her liquor down her throat

This is ZapFicMonday weekly Prompt by the @zapfic.club source Freewritehouse When last day rain in Larkana. I was sitted at window of house and saw to rainy atmosphere. when, I was saw to window mirror

It's Zapfic50monday, by the @felt.buzz and @zapfic.club Hi zapficers! commonly intelligence agency existing in every country, it's protect to civilians from terror and terrist. the intelligence agency

Source He called me after 12 at night to tell me that he needed money but please he won't tell anyone, "it's okay, don't worry, I won't tell anyone, it will be our secret," I answered and hung

It is Monday so it must be time for your weekly #ZapFic Challenge! It's ZapFic50 Monday! Welcome to the 50 word ZapFic challenge! You have 3 days (until Thursday 23h59 GMT) to post a Zapfic50 (a story

Around 40 amazing ZapFic stories! Thank you so much to everyone who took part in this week’s #ZapFicMonday! It was lovely to see some new names as well as some regulars! So many good stories this week