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