“Anabelle, cheza kama wewe. You’re up!” A male voice but with a feminine pitch called out from the entrance of the dim lit changing room. He clapped his hands twice and shouted, “Chapchap!” (Read the previous episode here.) He has a pair of studs on, slightly plaited hair and a gum that he chews with […] More
It’s 8.02PM. Pretty cold for a Wednesday, I tell myself. Well, it’s not as if there should be a specific weather for a specific day. That was just me being a little dramatic. Or maybe a little too dramatic for a Wednesday huh. The sky looked like it was just about to piss all over […] More
So on that day, the weather already told tales before she could. The sun seemed to want to hear nothing of it. He covered his face with the clouds. The clouds couldn’t hold back her tears. Like a little girl who had just lost her doll. But well, maybe I was the only one willing […] More
“This is it!” I said to myself when she said she has something to talk to me about. You know there is a way someone can say that they want to let out something that gives you a tip about what they want to say. When she says, “Mjango, can we talk?” I know that […] More
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