Sophia stared at the raindrops as they smashed into the mesh behind the closed louver blades. She knew that because of her weak immune system condition, she was prone to catching pneumonia - but she really wanted to dance in the rain. The first time she did it, about 5 years ago, she nearly died.... Continue Reading →


The first day I met her, “beautiful” was the last thing on my mind. The dress she had on was terrible and her face told the same story. There was nothing more unattractive than a woman uncomfortable in her skin. Yet here I was, 10ft away from the most insecure woman in the room, in... Continue Reading →


  Pomaa was bored out of her mind. She counted the minutes that passed and passively drummed on the notepad on her lap.  She was trying her best to be patient, but she had doodled all she could, and the meeting refused to come to an end. It seemed to her that the managers didn’t... Continue Reading →

All I want for Christmas

She usually liked Christmas. The season was always filled with laughter and happiness. But not this one. She usually enjoyed listening to carols; the sweet serenading sounds of vocalists would always flood her body with peace – but not this time. Now, every darn carol reminded her of his voice. Angela was miserable, and she... Continue Reading →

Chasing Dreams

The Mpeasem villagers couldn’t remember the last time the sun’s rays were so harsh and Kwakyewaa couldn’t have been more glad. The icy feel of the wind against her cheeks were getting too familiar. As she walked towards the stream, she tilted her head back, and allowed the sun to blind her eyes shut. She... Continue Reading →


Esther enjoyed quiet nights. She loved admiring the night sky and was fascinated by windows. Her favorite window at home was the one in her bedroom. It was a big glass window with white wooden casings. It helped her ‘think bigger’. She really disliked mirrors or reflective surfaces of any kind but that window was... Continue Reading →

Having a bad day…

Ivy was walking as fast as the muscles in her stubby legs would carry her, she was seriously panting. The braids on her head were sticking in different directions and she was sweating profusely. ‘I can’t believe I overslept!’ She thought to herself. She was ten minutes late, she looked a hot mess, and the... Continue Reading →

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