Emmy Isaac's Blog
He had always loved these little games. For him; they often provided a vivid sense of comfort and control, and of course the gap-toothed man liked to be in control of certain situations and this was just only one of them. He grinned gravely into the upright mirror which graced the
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“Honestly speaking; this is going to be the best summer ever! Boohoo!” Kyle Dawson screamed loudly as we swerved round the turnpike on Salmon’s Groove, we had been travelling for almost four hours to the outskirts of New Jersey headed straight for Southside Valley which was reputed for its extensive
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=========== As I shuffled down the road, Mama's voice became alive to my ears. Her words began to crawl into my mind. "Darkness is full of terror," this line of her warnings clung firmly. The beating sound of my flip flop was my only companion. I had just left two shops
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Ken sank into a seat in front of an OR. He felt his heart thudding out loud; he could literally hear the rhythm. They were the rhythms of a broken heart. He couldn't believe Bukky really killed Kelvin or 'Put him out of his misery', in her words. _ Little kelvin had been
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We could not understand it. Papa's sudden change of character came as a flash. Off course, a brooding hen could be aggressive. But we were not hens, why would father be brooding over us this way? Nowadays, his live glided over in phases. Today, he would smile, but for the
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"Darkness is full of terror!" mom once told me. "You are a woman, women don't stay out late, especially this election eve," she would add, tugging at her ears. And I would wonder how inappropriate it was for her to refer to me as a woman, when I was barely
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#Fiction... The end of the road guys, one final entry. Previously on Don't Cry; When he was done, he stepped out of the room and asked for matches and a keg of fuel. BC knew it would come to this, so he had his boys keep on the side. When Segun received the
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#Fiction Previously on Don't Cry; “You slapped me?” Lara asked as she slapped Foluso. “YOU SLAPPED ME!” At that point, everything came crashing down. All the anger. The sadness. The frustration. The angst. The pains. Each time a new sensation passed through the cracks of Lara's emotional walls, another hit was landed. A
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#Fiction It's that time again, people. Let's get it on! Previously on Don't Cry; “Sshhh... it's alright, Barbara. You were having a bad dream. Go back to sleep.” “I... don't... sleep... Daddy...” Barbara fought to stay away awake, but something was making her sleep. She smelled methylated spirit but was too weak to find
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#Fiction Previously on Don't Cry; They sneaked out the back door, and the uncle led her out of their backyard and down a path she hadn't used before. Not long after, they came upon a car that the uncle unlocked and asked her to go in the back seat. When she saw
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