IN SHADOW OF OUR FORMER SELF

In shadow of our former self is a story set basically in Nigeria and has some of its set in the United states as well. It talks and dwells on matters concerning the Nigerian government, slave trade, modern slave trade, unconscious mind imprisonment, love, betrayal, migration and merriment as a part of the normal day african lifestyle. it is an excerpt from a project am on. which ill one day publish.

WELCOME.

Hello, and welcome to my blog. I don’t have to say it has been a while, because obviously, it has been hence the need for this post welcoming back my consistency. The last time I published a post on this blog was the post about Moments, which drew the interest of many readers and have…

SLAVE TO TIME(final episode)

 Night came so did morning and every single day of my life lived hell itself. From my bad nightmares, to my morning mood swings. To the  kind of hate I felt towards my parent. Unforgiveness succeeded in molding me into a cold individual as I kept dwelling on memories and pain of the past. It…

SLAVE TO TIME(4)

  My mother’s pregnancy ushered in the kind of happiness you could say all along, my family had lacked. Everywhere and everything suddenly got its chlorophyll again. Emotions of joy, of happiness was scattered on the faces of each individual at home. We all were expecting the birth of my baby brother at least a…

SLAVE TO TIME(3)

SLAVE TO TIME (3) Things went on and on in my family for weeks. Days rolled and rolled into weeks and like nothing happened everyone went about their individual business. The house was strangely peaceful as nobody intruded on another’s business. Even my grandmother suddenly became gentle and as calm as she refused scolding my…

SLAVE TO TIME(2)

Abomination! No, this can’t be happening my grandmother hammered in disbelief. By then, my mother and I were already standing on our toes curiosity wouldn’t let us be. What’s happening in there? My mother’s mouth unintentionally spoke her mind. I continued to stare at her. That event had succeeded in bringing us up so close…

SLAVE TO TIME(1)

GBA! I heard in my mind the door slamming at Grandmother’s back. It was not that the sound that day wasn’t physical but my mind over time had programmed that sound to be natural anytime my mother and grandmother were at it hammer and tongs. That day, I was in the living room fighting the…

SLAVE TO TIME

Prologue Ana uncomfortably moved to and fro her bed sides. She staggered standing up from her bed as she was afraid she would yet again be late to open her store. Mani stores which stood giagantly at Ofo Street was known to be in a big competition with Dante stores which was owned by D’ia…

BLUE BABY (final episode)

I don’t need God! I don’t need God! I had always told myself each day I woke to the unimaginable reality He sold out to me. I’ll be fine, even without his help. This was the third year, years of how I wandered the streets of my country speaking and talking to myself, things unclear…

BLUE BABY(5)

As I walked into the church,my hands hanging into the hands of Uncle Tonia, the man who had stood by my mother and I and acted like a father and brother to us when our lives experienced negation. As I took each step, my heart continued racing. Finally I was going to make that vow,…