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Weekly short story prompt from The Ink Well

The last normal day began with rain. It was the kind of quiet morning nobody remembers until years later, when every ordinary detail suddenly becomes important. Amaka made breakfast for her husband, Daniel,

Source(pexels) We were in the classroom chatting and laughing as always when there was no class. But the atmosphere suddenly got tense when Mr. Adewale walked into the classroom. Mr. Adewale is our literature

Image created in Artguru The words flowed like water from a hose sometimes, but most of the time there were no words at all, leaving the document page blank for hours. Writer’s block was like an illness

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

Life, they say, is unpredictable. Things can change so quickly, either for good or for bad. So many things happen without warning, and one can never be completely certain about what the next moment holds.

‎Samuel spent three years at home after graduating from secondary school. And he thought that time wasted was a decrease in his life, not knowing that it was his biggest achievement. ‎ ‎Image source ‎When

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

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

Sam had just finished leaving the manager's office with a smile that did not show joy, but the realization that he could not trust the very system that was meant to protect him. He walked down the stairs

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

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

source After the birth of our second child, my husband Juan died in a work-related accident. So far, only his mother had come to visit us in the city. My husband’s family was from a mountainous region,

Nadia loved watching old photographs. Her grandmother have dumped many of old photos in a wooden box under her bed space. Some of the photos carries memory of birthdays, wedding celebration and the family

Pixabay Benjamin is a tall, handsome man in his early thirties. He has a dark complexion and is six feet , with a bit of extra weight. He has been a successful writer over the years, starting to write

English Poor Ryan “Friend, friend, spare a coin—I’m so hungry.” Tom was sitting on a dirty sidewalk. His face was covered in coal dust, and he had a long, unkempt beard. When he smiled, his yellowed,

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

Pixabay Tricky Heights From all the shows in Garden Village, the Amazon Circus was the most eagerly anticipated every year. The townspeople went crazy over the “Big Tent.” There were long lines, scalpers