Who is in?

I like short stories, I wrote some on one NL competition sometimes ago cc divepen1


I think that competition is no more

Let's do this for fun.

I will go first, short story, 75 words.


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Title : The Breadloser

You bought Akara, you bought bread. It was 10pm. You were late from work. Where u went to play.

You kept walking the long and often lonely distance, that night. When you got to your new abode, it dawned on you that you didn't buy water.
Well, you just threw the bread and akara away.
No water. You neednt buy anything... anyway.

You have no neighbors, its a new cemetery in the middle of nowhere.

Then it dawned on you that the bread and akara was all you got for the night and might as well even be your morning food, you hiss in regret as you begin to search for the akara in the dark then you quickly remember it your Nokia phone in your back pocket, slowly you brought it out and with few flashes of your torchlight you find your treasure.
With wide smiles you pick it up calmly dusting away the sand and checking if the akara got soiled, so lost where you in this important work till you heard the rustling, you swung round and flashed your light.....TBC

HONESTFACT101:
Then it dawned on you that the bread and akara was all you got for the night and might as well even be your morning food, you hiss in regret as you begin to search for the akara in the dark then you quickly remember it your Nokia phone in your back pocket, slowly you brought it out and with few flashes of your torchlight you find your treasure.
With wide smiles you pick it up calmly dusting away the sand and checking if the akara got soiled, so lost where you in this important work till you heard the rustling, you swung round and flashed your light.....TBC

You are a very good writer

But my story has ended.

The character was a newly buried guy

You should have written an entirely new story of 75 words

Pls do, looking forward to read it...

illicit:

You are a very good writer
But my story has ended.
The character was a newly dead guy
You should have written an entirely new story of 60 words
Pls do, looking forward to read it...

i don't normally write though but I'll try

Home Alone

I checked the kitchen again. It was empty as expected but I kept hearing the foot steps. Who could that be?

It was my first time alone in this new neighbourhood. Susan was away for a church program. I should have gone with her but she insisted I stay. As I felt the steps get closer I knew I had to do something. I looked around for a weapon just in case. Five homes have been robbed in the last two days.

I waited for the steps to get closer. I stood still with the TV remote in my hand, it was the best I could find. I stood there for almost 30 minutes but nothing happened.

The next day I insisted on going to church with Susan.

Jack273:
Home Alone

I checked the kitchen again. It was empty as expected but I kept hearing the foot steps. Who could that be?

It was my first time alone in this new neighbourhood. Susan was away for a church program. I should have gone with her but she insisted I stay. As I felt the steps get closer I knew I had to do something. I looked around for a weapon just in case. Five homes have been robbed in the last two days.

I waited for the steps to get closer. I stood still with the TV remote in my hand, it was the best I could find. I stood there for almost 30 minutes but nothing happened.

The next day I insisted on going to church with Susan.

Nice story

Next one 60 words

SURVIVAL OF THE SICKEST

My child, when lion approached me, I looked up

I Didnt hurry, didnt shout, didnt stop, just walked.

Towards it,

I Sweated, got wet.
It hates moisture

I Kept moving

It got near, I laughed, Loudly...

Are you puzzled?

Ofcourse,the lion was puzzled too

U think I am crazy
The lion thought I was crazy too

Walking away?
That was how the lion walked away too

illicit:


Nice story

You exceeded the word count of 75 words tho

Thanks

By the time I realized, it was too late to start editing

Shine shine Bobo


I was drunk

My bed was probably drunk too

Cos I pissed and threw up in it


I saw everything oscillating

Even my fan, it's rolling when it works but now it rolls like it's waving

It was noon and I guess NEPA guys were at the gate

Did u know they got beaten approximately 20 minutes later because they posted the wrong bill or cut the wrong wire I don't know what and I still don't know what, I was inebriated.

When I woke up there was no light in the whole avenue anyway.

I was the only one with solar power

They will besiege my house later

MASQUE

Agbó stood still as the masquerades made their parade through the streets. Earlier that day, I had gone to the farm to get mama some firewood when I sighted them from afar. I watched in awe as they waved their sticks while people threw money and gifts at them.

Wow. So easy. In two years time when I turn 9, I would like to become a masquerade. Then I can make enough money and give mama the life she deserves.

COLD ROOM MATES

But then you remember, yet you can't actually remember.

Because it is cold, or should I say you are cold

You were in the morgue alright and a man that doesn't really look like a man anymore was laid on a stretcher behind the door.

There was your brother too, he was in the room quite alright.
But he was shivering and his face was white.
He will be fine.

But it's cold, So cold

It's not fever, this one pass fever.
You were laid on a stretcher,
In nothing but your birthday suit and a tag.
Cold.
Stone cold.
That is the reason why it is cold and you can't even shiver.

Pains and scars..

Such a young boy playing around,.
Having a dislocated elbow..
Treating it traditionally..
Going through massage pains still not good..
Ending up getting a surgery done
There came the scars still not good..
Still having massage and therapy
Going through endless pain..
Tried to go traditionally again but was advised to stop..
Had to live with it..

Every scar has a story but this story comes with pain..

15yrs and counting now.. all could have been avoided if only he listened to his mom's advice to stop playing rough..

Well I think everything happens for a reason..
The scars and pains built him up..

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