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Weekly short story prompt from The Ink Well

Welcome to the next in an ongoing series of writing prompts in the Worldbuilding community ! I'm aiming to post one of these each Sunday. They aren't a replacement for the excellent daily prompts from

Last week Baba Ijeoma was outside sweeping gutter water off his frontage like his life depended on it, It had rained hard the night before, and the whole street was muddy and a mess, His neighbor greeted

Greetings Readers! I remembered to post this week! Yay! I hope you all enjoy this! Silens looked up, exhaustion shining on her face, which was quickly replaced with a look of annoyance. “Daughter, what

‎After finishing university, John was posted to a different state for his NYSC. He was assigned to Destiny International Secondary School. Linda was going through some pain until John came into her life.

The first explosion came just after midnight. I remember the exact moment because I was standing beside Dr. Emmanuel N'Dala, waiting for him to finish preparing for the next operation. One second, everything

Their were some roads in Nigeria that people preferred not to travel at night. The road through the northern states was one of them. During the day, it was busy with buses and trailers moving between towns.

Everyone on Eleme Street had Baba Fyneface's number saved under one name SNAKE. Not Fyneface, not Mr. Ihenacho, not even Baba, just SNAKE, in capital letters, because when the day came and on Eleme Street,

“A rolling stone gathers no moss” is one phrase I have heard quite a lot of times growing up, but I never really read meaning into it until things started playing out in my life, going from one stage to

By the time the people in the neighborhood could say "Jack," this man was already leaving. And nobody could really pinpoint why; no one was really close enough to him to even ask. He just got

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,

Pixabay When Ink Flows Unlikely Sraf put on his hiking boots again as if he were going to go far away. He quickened his pace to escape the torment of his family: Kilia, his wife, and Romu, his three-year-old

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

Image Credit: Chat GPT Daniel was standing just a few feet away from the pair of shoes. He watched as the owner ran across to the other side of the road and boarded a taxi. He waited to see if the man

‎Mark was a young man who was from a wealthy family. His family was incredibly wealthy. But in all of his riches, Mark has one problem. He didn't find a woman he could truly trust. ‎ ‎One day, Mark tried

There was this guy in our area called Tobi, and if there was one thing everybody knew about him, it was that he never stayed anywhere for long.... One week he would want to become a photographer, the next

“You got those flasks sealed and stored in the shed?” said Mrs. Wardell. “Yes, mother,” replied Flora. “Pots and pans washed, dried, and put away?” “Yes, mother.” “Go find Lily and Bok. Tell ‘em dad will

Mrs. Rita had worked in six different schools in eight years. She has never stayed in one school for too long. At first, people thought she was looking for a better job, but they later found out that,

Chidera had packed and unpacked that same box three times in one week. Her mama saw her that Saturday morning, sitting on the floor of her room in Surulere, folding one blouse for the fourth time like