#creativenonfiction

Weekly short story prompt from The Ink Well

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,

“Your chair is still here, o.” Coming out of the gate, it was mama Tayo's voice that I heard. For some few days now, I've not seen her, but there it wss beside her mini mart shop: the wooden chair I always

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

unsplash Eliana rolled over, and he scooted closer, leaning on her back while she lay on her stomach. She forgot, for a split second, that she had come to visit a friend whom she'd admired for years. She

My colleague and I are currently doing our teaching practice, and today was the day his supervisor came to observe and assess his teaching. ‎ ‎Unfortunately, my colleague had barely taken any classes since

Greetings! Kola, the handsome boy, was the choice of every lady in our class back in our days in secondary school. Whenever Kola showed up from afar, everyone would gist and discuss him and his handsomeness,

Nadie sabe lo de los tomates Nadie sabe que recogí unos tomates de la polvorienta calle mientras caminaba, descansando al sol. Veo ese tomate un poco aplastado y pienso: ¿para qué quiero recoger eso? Ya

At sunrise, when the fog still covered the mountains of Japan, a young samurai named Renji stood outside a small dojo with a wooden sword tied to his waist. He had travelled for three days to get there,