Weekly short story prompt from The Ink Well

I still remember how everything began with Ofonime. It didn’t feel forced or dramatic, just one of those natural connections that slowly grows into something deeper before you even realise what’s happening.

Good day everyone, you are welcome to my blog today. The afternoon sun was heavy over the village of Ikedu, casting long shadows over the central marketplace. At the end of the community, Elder Emeka sat

Greetings! Bayo was a good friend of mine who would not joke with anything that concerns me. He's always looking after me, maybe because he was older than me. Although, Bayo and I were not friends from

It was a very hot Wednesday afternoon, but all I could think of was the rice and stew with dried fish my mother promised us; her cooking is second to none, and I could not stop thinking about it. I could

The boy whose family had newly moved into the house opposite mine was the dreamiest person I'd ever seen in all my teenage years. He had the most handsome face, with eyes that looked like they carried

It never crossed my mind that a time would come when a piece of paper that I once tore from my diary would haunt me. Well, this small paper later did after some years. I found it inside a small jewelry

My stepmother is one of the simplest and kindest people I have known. She doesn't have much, but she doesn't mind using the little she has to put a smile on the faces of others. I can't count how many

Hello everyone, you are welcome to my blog today. On the first day, the weight of the unwritten note hit me really hard. It was the day I was sitting outside the house at the back of the kitchen with my

I still remember that period like it was yesterday. It is one of those small school moments that did not feel small all when it was happening, this was during my secondary school days. Everything felt

The note on the fridge There she was, sitting on that cold bench, staring at a clock that wouldn't move; at least that's how it felt to me. I had been standing in front of that glass door for two hours—a

Weekly short story prompt from The Ink Well

Greetings! One thing that's very scarce in our time now is trust, people now see trust as a scarce commodity and this is because people cannot just be trusted with anything again. This issue of trust has

I prayed that Midnight, my Neighbor’s dog mention my name for the first time, but as I woke up, I saw Dog furs mysteriously on the floor of my room I didn’t tell my neighbors, I silently put the furs in

I have tried to weigh the kind of lie I would give to my wife so as to believe me in total after receiving my salary. She knew how much I receive in my account and has always been tracking my account anytime

Trust is the bedrock of any relationship or friendship, as once there is no trust, many individuals see no reason to stay, for any relationship or friendship to work out well, the parties involved must

There is something about lies ehn… no matter how small you think it is, it always has a way of growing bigger than you planned, and the funny thing is, most of the time, it even starts from something very

I can never forget an incident that occurred around 2017 when I got admission into the college. The Colleges of Education, Akwanga, is very big. I can't tell you about the land mass, but there are halls

Good day everyone! Welcome to My Blog today. Lie started small, almost invisible and harmless, like something you could easily step over and forget. But life has a way of growing and strengthening beyond

Weekly short story prompt from The Ink Well