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Tell me about yourself

"Tell me about yourself..." A simple question that required a beautiful answer. "Oh, I'm Fola. I am currently studying psychology at the University of Lagos. I am 21 years old and single. I'm a writer and work at a school as a part-time teacher" "Wow... sounds cool. Should I tell you about myself?" I wasn't interested in what you had to say but I nodded and you started talking. You said you were Dave, studying accountancy in a university I wasn't able to get the name. You said you love to read

The Last Blossom

In a small village nestled between rolling hills, there stood an ancient cherry blossom tree, its branches heavy with the weight of countless pink blossoms

Galactic Outlaws

Galactic Outlaws The flashing neon sign of "Sid's Scrap Shack" cast an sleek luster on Zia's grease-stained overalls. Starvation chewed at her stomach, a steady companion these days. She held the datapad clutched in her hand, its split screen showing a hazy picture of a man with a pitiless grin and a computerized eye. Common Vox, the man who'd organized her father's vanishing. Vindicate stewed in Zia's heart, a powerful fuel that moved her through the filthy rear ways of Neo-Varso. Her as it wer

Embracing Fiction

In a world which seems so boring and so constricted these days, there was a girl with fiction flowing through her veins. Her name is Emily, an enchanting girl with a very developed imagination and fan of the fictional world as vast as the sea and the galaxy. As a child Emily established herself comfortable in the world of literature where everything – from words to characters – was a story of gallantry and exploration. She loved reading books that contained magic, enchantment, heroes, and heroin

How Far Can You Race?